On a runway once again on my way out of town
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I think that I'm gettin to use to this and I don't know when I'll be back
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Don't know when I'm comin back down
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Am I comin back down?
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The wheels are up I am stuck staring out of this window
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Over the wing and the scariest thing is the fact that I'm practically
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Living on planes these days, on these airplanes
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So I'm waiting on the landing gear
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To bring us down so I can hear your voice
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And I'm getting out my cell phone now to speed dial your house
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Cause it rains all day when I'm away
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And I can't have you with me
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And all that I can think about, is how much you love the city
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And I want you here with me
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There's a canvas of clouds below my feet
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I'm painting it homesick because all that I love is behind me
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I hope you still find me
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Soon I'll be paying for taxis and riding in backseats
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On my way back to hotels when I want my own bed
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I get these instead
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So I'm waiting on the landing gear
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To bring us down so I can hear your voice
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And I'm getting out my cellphone now to speed dial your house
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Cause it rains all day when I'm away
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And I can't have you with me
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And all that I can think about, is how much you love the city
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And I want you here with me
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Airplanes
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