All The Time In Airports

I see you all the time in airports

In the windows of the shuttle trains

Flashing past between the terminals

Below the rising planes

And as I pull my shoes off

Put my coins in the plastic tray

I see you pass the x-ray machine

Just a hundred feet away

In the lines of people waiting

At the frozen yogurt stand

Or running down the moving walkway

Dragging a rolling bag

I see you all the time in airports

Just a hundred feet away

I see you flipping through the pages

Of books by millionaires

Who found that Jesus Christ could guide them

Into tripling their sales

Late at night in airports

The cages pulled across the stores

And early in the morning when

They drive the waxer across the floor

I see you sitting on your suitcase

I see you sleeping in a chair

But each time I get too close

You always disappear

I see you all the time in airports

Just a hundred feet away