L.A. International Airport

Standing in that silent hall — waitin' for that 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; Peterbilts in a traffic fight
Gettin' through these doors has been so slow
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won’t see him anymore
A stewardess in a mini-skirt, a hippie in a leather shirt
Started on the way to Naples, Rome
While I’m wonderin' where it’s at, I see a Paris diplomat
College kids are trying to get back home
Baggage cart goes quickly by, see my case and I 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 makin' me leave home
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won’t see him anymore
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 off every tear I own
Soaring high above the heavens in a seven-forty-seven
Fighting back the tears that hurts my eyes
The Captain’s voice so load and clear — amplifies into my ear
Assuring me I’m flying friendly skies
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won’t see him anymore…