Expecting to fly de Neil Young

There you stood on the edge of your feather,
expecting to fly.
while i laughed, i wondered whether
i could wave goodbye,
knowin' that you'd gone.
by the summer it was healing,
we had said goodbye.
all the years we'd spent with feeling
ended with a cry,
babe, ended with a cry,
babe, ended with a cry.
I tried so hard to stand
as i stumbled and fell to the ground.
so hard to laugh as i fumbled
and reached for the love i found,
knowin' it was gone.
if i never lived without you,
now you know i'd die.
if i never said i loved you,
now you know i'd try,
babe, now you know i'd try.
babe, now you know i'd try,
babe.