Airport Video (MV)

We'll be in an airport
Abu Dhabi or maybe JFK
And we'll be queueing for coffee
On a random December 8th
We'll look up, then smile, and then
I'll walk to you, but you
Will be the first to speak
Entire oceans come and flown under this bridge
But could this be the end of a game of hide and seek
Your smile still gets me like on day one
Right in the feels, and all in good fun
Business or pleasure, is it relevant?
In the dead of night inside this terminal?
But it won't be like the movies
There's no going back, I know
Even though I still remember
All these white nights down the row
Are we ready to be good friends
Maybe never, I don't know
When I wish you'd just take my hand
While we watch our airplanes go
Hey, no way
How are you?
What you doing here?
Has it been 5 years or just one day?
Mind knows the answers, heart is not quite sure
This is way too cliche to call it twist of fate
So how's everyone back home been doing?
Have you opened up your b&b?
What I'd really want to say to you is you
Should've never let go of me
Your smile still gets me like on day one
If I'd grown wiser I should just run, or maybe
Just this one time we'll no longer drown
In each other's eyes, blue or brown
But it won't be like the movies
There's no going back, I know
Even though I still remember
All these white nights down the row
Are we ready to be good friends
Maybe never, I don't know
When I wish you'd just take my hand
While we watch our airplanes go
Let them go
Let them go
And we'll lose all track of space and time
Then the voice from the ceiling's gonna call our flights
And you'll say take care, alright?
You know, we should do this on purpose sometime, I'll say
Promise you won't watch too much true crime,
In an awkward hug, wish I had more time
I shouldn't turn to see you vanish but I do
You'll go west and I'll be headed east
And you'll laugh at how the radio's playing 1989 by Taylor Swift
But it won't be like the movies
There's no going back, I know
Even though I still remember
All these white nights down the row
Are we ready to be good friends
Maybe never, I don't know
When I wish you'd just take my hand
Though he waits for you back home
No, it won't be like the movies
There's no going back, I know
Even though you still remember
All these white nights down the row
Are we ready to be good friends
Maybe never, I don't know
When I wish you'd just take my hand
While we watch our airplanes go
Yeah, I'll hope you'd just take my hand
While we watch our airplanes go
You just might hold on to my hand
While we watch our airplanes go
If ever one night
We'll be in an airport
Abu Dhabi or maybe JFK
And if we'll be queueing for coffee
On a random December 8th
We'll look up, then smile