I'm on this red-eye rolling down a runway Window seat, nonstop one-way
2 pm, Gate B10, it can't come soon enough I've got a mid-flight magazine and a mixed drink
I wish time would fly right with me Damn the days that baggage claim's in another taxi town
But they always bring me back to you
* I've seen California and the fields of Oklahoma From thirty thousand feet,
can't beat the view Crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee
Become a Carolina sky that was so blue And still ain't seen nothing like, nothing like you
I've spent every mile missing you, baby It's enough to drive me crazy
"I love you"'s from hotel rooms They sure do make it tough
But they always bring me back to you
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In all these nothing towns You in this whole world around
You're the only place I want to get back to
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