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 past 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