(difford/tilbrook)

There are planes coming in
And theres planes going out
One piece of luggage
Goes around and round
A lady cleans the floors
A night guard checks his watch
Theres two lonely faces
And one of thems the clock
What crumbs of joy can I steal from this day
She didnt have the time to call me and say
If the things Id heard were valid and true
Ive got everything in the world but you
Everything in the world but you

I drive against traffic
People race in to work
Ive got this expression
That I know I deserve
The key slides in the lock
Whos been here in my bed
Whos been drinking coffee
Whats this paper and pen

My nerves are ripped to shreds
The phone rings on the floor
But I cant pick it up
I cant take any more
There are planes flying in
And there are planes flying out
I look up to the sky
And Im left in no doubt

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