Из альбома: This Warm December: A Brushfire Holiday, Volume 1

I am stuck at the airport
Waiting for the numbers to change
I'm stuck at the airport
Hoping that the flights will rearrange

I am stuck at the airport
And my iPod is broken
I am stuck at the airport
I'm trying to text you, I'm not joking

Babies crying, someone sneezing
On my carry on bag
Chihuahua dog is flying
I've got a little seat, what a drag
I'm mad and going home
Going home but for now

I am stuck at the airport
Waiting for the numbers to change
I'm stuck at the airport
Hoping that the flights will rearrange

I am stuck at the airport
And my iPod is broken
I am stuck at the airport
I am trying to text you and I'm not joking

They say that miracles happen
At the most unexpected times
I just need a single one, I'll close my eyes
I can hear the door chime
And I can see your face
And hold you in my arm

I am stuck at the airport
I am stuck at the airport
I am stuck at the airport
I am stuck at the airport

I am stuck at the airport
I am stuck at the airport
I am stuck at the airport
I am stuck at the airport

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