Goodbye Sky Harbor

Is tomorrow just a day like all the rest. How could you know just what you did? So full of faith yet so full of doubt I ask. Time and time again you said don't be afraid. "If you believe you can do it." The only voice I want to hear is yours. Again. I shall ask you this once again. And again. He said: " I am but one small instrument." Do you remember that? So here I am above palm trees so straight and tall. You are smaller, getting smaller. But I still see you