Sunday 5 July 2015

Meet me at the airport

I heard a plane flying overhead
It made me think of you instead
I imagined being at the airport
Waiting for your plane to land
I thought of us, of our first meeting
I felt a little tingle in my brain
You know how much I love you
You know how very much I care
Ah honey how I truly wish...
That you were already here...

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