K-pop Lyrics

gongmok LA International Airport
gasu Susan Raye
Standing in that silent hall; Waitin' for that final call
Says he doesn't love me any- more
Shakin' hands, I pack a bag; Tremblin' voice, I call a cab
Slowly I start walkin' through 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' to 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 any- more.
Stewardess in a mini-skirt; Hippie in a leather shirt
Starlet on her way to Naples; Rome
While I'm wonderin' where it's at; I see a Paris diplomat
College kids are tryin' to get back home;
Baggage car goes quickly by;
See my case and I start to cry
Stumble to the lounge to be alone
And while I'm tryin' to get some rest;
I bite my lips and try my best
To fight the pain that's makin' me leave home.
*Repeat
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 of every tear I own;
Soaring high above the heavens; In a seven-forty-seven
Fighting back the tears that curse my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear; Amplifies into my ear
Assuring me I'm flying friendly skies.
*Repeat

곡목 LA International Airport
가수 Susan Raye
Standing in that silent hall; Waitin' for that final call
Says he doesn't love me any- more
Shakin' hands, I pack a bag; Tremblin' voice, I call a cab
Slowly I start walkin' through 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' to 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 any- more.
Stewardess in a mini-skirt; Hippie in a leather shirt
Starlet on her way to Naples; Rome
While I'm wonderin' where it's at; I see a Paris diplomat
College kids are tryin' to get back home;
Baggage car goes quickly by;
See my case and I start to cry
Stumble to the lounge to be alone
And while I'm tryin' to get some rest;
I bite my lips and try my best
To fight the pain that's makin' me leave home.
*Repeat
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 of every tear I own;
Soaring high above the heavens; In a seven-forty-seven
Fighting back the tears that curse my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear; Amplifies into my ear
Assuring me I'm flying friendly skies.
*Repeat