Around midnight in a highway motel
on the radio someone sings.
The moon, moon is blue.
And i feel like booking a ticket
on the next plane to you.
I can see your face
imagine from my dreams,
and I dream this dream is never through.
So.

And I feel like booking a ticket
on the next plane on to you, boy, to you.
That catty airport
I gave you a kiss and I try not to cry.
But deep in my heart I knew I was right, how I was right
and it's all right with me, I pretend
that I never, never, never see you man again.
Now I'm saying all the things unsaids
And I wonder if this words will ever reach you, oh.
But I'm feeling like booking a ticket on the next, next plane to you.

That catty airport
I gave you a kiss and I try not to cry
but deep, deep in my heart i knew I was right, how I was right!
And i'ts all right with me,
I pretend that I never see you man again.
Now I'm saying all the things unsaid
and I wonder if this words will ever reach you, boy.
But I feel like booking a ticket on the next plane to you.