Itґs The Airport Again
A Little Child Is Sleeping Infront Of My Seat
Itґs The Airport Again
And Iґm Staring At This Small Life And
And I Get This Endless View
I Think Of Her
Sheґs A Daisy In A Field Of Roses
Sheґs The Velvet In A Field Of Gold
Sheґs The One That Takes Me Closer
Closer To My Finishing Stroke
Itґs The Strange Place Again
My Friend Is Sleeping Beside My Seat