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Lyrics by: Leanne Scott
# Debut Chart
9 Feb '71 Country
54 Apr '71 Hot 100


Standing in that silent hall; Waitin' for that final call Says he doesn't love me anymore Shakin' hands, I pack a bag; Tremblin' voice, I call a cab Slowly I start walkin' through the door;

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The cab arrives, he blows his horn I stumble out in the early morn' Tell him of the place I've got to go Hit a hundred signal lights; Peterbilts in a traffic fight Gettin' to these doors has been so slow. ... CHORUS: L.A. International Airport Where the big jet engines roar L.A. International 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 are tryin' 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 tryin' to get some rest; I bite my lips and try my best To fight the pain that's makin' me leave home. CHORUS 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 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 friendly skies. CHORUS


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