Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

Just a song before he goes,
to whom it may concern.
Travelling twice the speed of sound,
it's easy to get burned.
When the shows were over,
we had to get back home,
and when we opened up the door
I had to be alone.
I helped him with my suitcase,
he stands before my eyes,
driving him to the airport
and to the friendly skies.
Going through security
I held him for so long.
He finally looked at me in love,
and he was gone.