LA International Airport

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 out in the early morn,
Tell him of the place I've got to go.
Hit a hundred signal lights, paid the bills and a traffic fine,
Gettin' through these doors, that's been so slow.
LA International Airport where the big jet engines roar,
LA International 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,
College kids are trying to get back home.
Baggage cart 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 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.
LA International Airport...