I am now again getting to Terminal C through the cold rain
And the coffee in my hand has cooled down and it is getting desperately late
When we are rushing, I know that
Only moments are left for us to be together, to be together
We have little time left
Because what we hear is: "final call, final call"
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We only see each other at the airport
...
I am flying away and you are staying here
It is easier to breathe when distant roads are waiting for us
But you can find the balance when someone is waiting for you at home
Everything starts and comes to an end again
When what is heard is: "final call, final call"
We fly away from here
And this our "final call, final call"
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We only see each other at the airport
...
I am flying away and you are staying here
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We only see each other at the airport
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When you are flying away, I am staying here
And this way, we circle
Around, over the sky
Airports are about to
Become our home
When you are in the south
I am going north
We will become strangers
While we rush around
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I am flying away and you are staying here
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We only see each other at the airport
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We only see each other at the airport