Airport
If your head was an airport
No planes could land
This one isn't really finished yet
This one isn't finished yet
And this one flies a kite
Air traffic flies and flies and flies
If your head was a string
With no kite tied on
You'd be going on and on and on
You'd be bloody endless
Going on and on
On and on and on and on and on
And if I turned you over
Would you see my face?
A playful glance and glance and glance
If your head was a light bulb
I wouldn't have a clue
I'd be alone in the dark with you
If your hair was a food stall
You' be out of change
And I'd just be some blip on your horizon
I'd be selling headphones
Trying not to stall
I'd be zooming by and by and by
Where's the runway ?
Where's the runway ?
Runway turning to sand
Where's the runway ?...
Land!
If your head was a light bulb
I wouldn't have a clue
I'd be alone in the dark with you.
No planes could land
This one isn't really finished yet
This one isn't finished yet
And this one flies a kite
Air traffic flies and flies and flies
If your head was a string
With no kite tied on
You'd be going on and on and on
You'd be bloody endless
Going on and on
On and on and on and on and on
And if I turned you over
Would you see my face?
A playful glance and glance and glance
If your head was a light bulb
I wouldn't have a clue
I'd be alone in the dark with you
If your hair was a food stall
You' be out of change
And I'd just be some blip on your horizon
I'd be selling headphones
Trying not to stall
I'd be zooming by and by and by
Where's the runway ?
Where's the runway ?
Runway turning to sand
Where's the runway ?...
Land!
If your head was a light bulb
I wouldn't have a clue
I'd be alone in the dark with you.
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