Standing in that silent hall
Waiting for that final call
Says he doesn't love me anymore
With shakin' hands, I pack a bag
Trembling voice, I call a cab
Slowly I start walkin' through the door
Cab arrives, he blows his horn
I stumble out in the early morn'
Tell him of the place I've got to go
We hit a hundred signal lights
Some peterbilts in a traffic fight
Gettin' to these doors has been so slow
L.A. International Air-airport, where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Air-airport, I won't see him anymore
Stewardess in a mini-skirt
Hippie in a leather shirt
Starlet on her way to Naples, Rome
While I'm wonderin' where it's at
I see a Paris diplomat
College kids tryin' to get back home
Baggage car goes quickly by
I see my case and I start to cry
Stumble to the lounge to be alone
And while I'm tryin' to get some rest
I bite my lips and try my best
To fight the pain that's makin' me leave ho-ome
L.A. International Air-airport, where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Air-airport, I won't see him anymore
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 seven-forty-seven
Fighting back the tears that curse my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear
Amplifies into my ear
Assuring me I'm flying a friendly sky
L.A. International Air-airport, where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Air-airport, I won't see him anymore
L.A. International Air-airport, where the big jet engines roar
Writer(s): Leanne Scott
Copyright: Sony/ATV Tree Publishing
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