l.a. international airport

standing in that silent hall waiting for that final call

says he doesn't love me anymore

shaking hands i pack a bag trembling voice i call a cab

slowly i start walking to the door

the cab arrives he blows his horn i stumble out in the early morn

tell him of a place i've got to go

hit a hundred signal lights theater belts in a traffic fight

getting through these doors has been so slow

l.a. international airport

where the big jet engines roar

l.a. international airport

i won't see him anymore

a stewardess in a miniskirt a hippie in a leather shirt

a starlet on the way to naples rome

while i'm wondering where it's at i see a paris diplomat

college kids are trying to get back home

baggage car goes quickly by see my case and i start to cry

stumble to the lounge to be alone

and while i'm trying to get some rest i bite my lips and try my best

to fight the pain that's making me leave home

with silver wings across the sky vapor trails that wave goodbye

to those below who've got to stay at home

i wish that i had flown at night so i could take that champagne flight

rid myself of every tear i own

soaring high above the heavens in a 747

fighting back the tears that curse my eyes

captain's voice so load and clear amplifies into my ear

assuring me i'm flying friendly skies