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There are planes coming in |
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And there's planes going out |
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One piece of luggage |
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Goes around and round |
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A lady cleans the floors |
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A night guard checks his watch |
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There's two lonely faces |
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And one of them's the clock |
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What crumbs of joy can i steal from this day |
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She didn't have the time to call me and say |
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If the things i'd heard were valid and true |
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I've got everything in the world but you |
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Everything in the world but you |
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I drive against traffic |
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People race in to work |
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I've got this expression |
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That i know i deserve |
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The key slides in the lock |
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Who's been here in my bed |
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Who's been drinking coffee |
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What's this paper and pen |
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My nerves are ripped to shreds |
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The phone rings on the floor |
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But i can't pick it up |
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I can't take any more |
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There are planes flying in |
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And there are planes flying out |
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I look up to the sky |
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And i'm left in no doubt |