©1994 Irving Music, Inc./ Ponder Heart Music, (BMI)


He was a flyer for the Air Force
In a plane from San Antonio
I was travelling to London
He was going off to Buffalo
Changing planes in Pittsburgh
We got grounded in a storm
I would give anything
To be on that flyer's arm

We played cards, mostly blackjack
As we sat out on the tarmac
We sang songs we knew in Spanish
As we both loved songs of language
He'd heard me on the radio
I'd seen the flyers of San Antone
I would give anything
To have that flyer for my own

Chorus:
God bless the flyers
Who would be flying home tonight
I would give anything
To see that flyer, flyin' tonight

He said he'd never married
Cause his heart was in the clouds
And I said I was too clumsy
That I broke the wings of the loves I found
He shouted out his name to me
As I ran to make my flight
I would give anything
To see that flyer, flyin' tonight

One year I watched a war in London
In an airport leaving London
And I wondered if I'd know him
If I saw his wings in motion
Did I leave my heart in Pittsburgh
In the lightning of that flight
I wish that you could tell me now
Will he be flyin' home tonight

(Repeat Chorus)