On a plane to the west coast
Laptop on my tray
Papers spread across my seat
A big dead line to make
An older man sittin next to me said, Sorry to intrude,
But 30 years ago my busy friend, I was you

I made a ton of money
And I climbed up the ladder
Yah I was superman, and now what does it matter
I missed the first steps my daughter took
The time my son played Captain Hook, in Peter Pan
I was in New York, said sorry son dad has to work
I missed the father-daughter dance
The first home run no second chance
To be there, when he crossed the plate
The moments gone now its to late
Fame and forture come with a heavy price
Son, dont miss your life

Hah. Funny you should say that, I was sittin at the gate
My daughter called she made straight A's and their off to celebrate
Strollen through the pictures of my little family
My daughter with her mom and friends not a single one with me
They know I love um, I know they know I care
The truth is half the time, I'm not even there

I missed our 4th and 5th anniversary
Our girl was early by a week
Her sister had to hold her hand,
I was in La, she said I understand
I missed her first day of school.
Man what kind of crazy fool
Lets such precious moments pass
We all know time goes way to fast
Hold on tight, cause it don't happen twice
Don't miss your life
When I get off this plane, I'll buy a turnaround ticket
Saturdays her 8th birthday and I'm not gonna miss it

There be balloons and birthday cake
And I'll clean up the mess they make
My mom and dad are driven in
I havent seen them in God knows when
My wife will probably say to me
I thought you were suppose to be in Portland
For a few more days
I'll take her in my arms and say
I heard some words that hit me hard lastnight
A man said,
Don't miss your life