It's Not A Sad Thing - Faye Webster

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