At The Airport

The static of our phone calls
Comes crumbling down like brick walls
And you’re so beautiful I can barely see you
It’s like we’ve never touched
Kisses long but rushed
And your cheeks have never seemed so serene
At the airport there are kisses there that cannot be believed
At the airport there are kisses there whose memory never leaves
In the baggage line
We’re in another time
But mostly all we can really say is «Hey»
I get to take you home
Where we can be alone
It’s better than any Christmas Day