Standing in the silent hall waitin' for the 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 at in the early morn, Tell him of the place I've got to go. Cared a hundred single nights paid her bills and a traffic fine, Gettin' through these doors, that's been so slow. LA International Airport where the big jet engines roar, LA Internation Airport I won't see him anymore.
The stewardess in a miniskirt, a hippie in a leather shirt, I started on the way to Naples Row. While I'm wondering where it's at, I see a Paris diplomat, Call his kids while trying to get back home. Baggage car goes quickly by, see my face and 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. LA International Airport...
With silver wings across the sky paper trails and 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 heaven in a 747 fighting back the tears that curse my eyes Captain's voice so load and clear amplifies into my ear Insuring me and flying friendly skies LA International Airport...
