Airports, by Gardening, Not Architecture

Airports

from Saboteur by Gardening, Not Architecture

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lyrics

So it begins

And I can feel your heart
Beating in my hands
We were meant to be,
Yeah, we were meant to be

Rainy afternoons
And sunny hotel rooms
Lying in your arms
Lying in your arms,

Alone, but full of hope
The thrill of flight, the fear of flying

Now the seasons change
And I can feel your heart
Changing in my hands
Changing in my hands

Winter has her way
And I can see your eyes
Are freezing up like mine
Are freezing up, like

Strangers in the aerobridge
Pretending not to see each other

So many airports
Baby, we were going nowhere fast