Don't let them make you think
Let them make you think your doubt is disbelief

It's time you finally listen to the things I have to say
I've been talking with no response
It's time for your attention
Are you ready to listen?

Now listen for what you've missed every time before
In this conversation with the known unknown
Mouth shut, eyes wide, ready and willing

I've let open the skies this very night
I'll sit and wait while the stars they take their time
Because I'm starved with empty hands
And I've been, I've been a broken man, I've been a broken man

Oh, pilot of pilots, come fly me home
I'm coming, coming to say goodnight, I'm coming to say

If I have one more day to live then I have one more day to fight
If I have one more day then that's one more day to fight
Then that's one more day to fight

Sometimes it's just too hard to make myself believe
To make myself believe that you'll catch me when I fall
That you'll catch me when I fall

Don't let them make you think
Let them make you think your doubt is disbelief
Don't let them make you think your doubt is disbelief
Don't let them make you think your doubt is disbelief

I'm not about to pretend to be something that I'm not
I'm not about to pretend to be something that I'm not
Because I'm starved with empty hands
And I've been, I've been a broken man, I've been a broken man

Oh, pilot of pilots, come fly me home
I'm coming, coming to say goodnight, I'm coming to say
Oh, pilot of pilots, come fly me home
I'm coming, coming to say goodnight, I'm coming to say

If I have one more day to live, one more day