"It'll be alright" by Heather Sullivan

It's 7:30, Sunday morning
I feel the hours since the last time I saw you
in 24, from the time I have to leave you
I hate to go
on a plane, 30,000 in the sky
I'll be missing you
that's a lot of numbers I know
I hate to go
tell me it's gonna be alright
everything will be alright
I need to know it'll be alright
gonna be alright