She left me, like airplane the runway
Alone again, I knew she'd leave
She's in the sky and I'm at the airport
I cycle fast, maybe I can still reach her
My thumb points at the sky, the dust is thick on my boots
I see the road before me, who picks me up now?
Kilometres ahead of me, miles behind her
In a few hours she'll have landed in a new world
I'm waiting for the phone to ring, see, I'm making it easier fro myself
I'm waiting for her to be here again, it's enough if she just speaks
Wrinkle up the bedsheet with me!
She left me, like airplane the runway
Alone again, I knew she'd leave
She's in the sky and I'm at the airport
I cycle fast, maybe I can still reach her
I'm waiting for the phone to ring, see, I'm making it easier fro myself
I'm waiting for her to be here again, it's enough if she just speaks
Wrinkle up the bedsheet with me!