It's Not a Sad Thing

Well I wonder what he's doing And if he's falling asleep I wonder if the flight attendant's prettier than me I know he's coming back but I still didn't want him to leave But it's not a sad thing It's not a sad thing It's not a sad thing at all My dear grandmother watches birds every day I can picture her at the window Calling out their names She's got no one else to talk to And I guess that keeps her sane But it's not a sad thing It's not a sad thing It's not a sad thing at all An overheard conversation from the table to my left Explaining his tattoos and the ones he hasn't gotten yet Some of them with meaning But most of them with regret But it's not a sad thing It's not a sad thing It's not a sad thing at all No it's not a sad thing It's not a sad thing It's never a sad thing at all