@migu music@

Ooh, ooh ooh ooh

Sitting in the airport lounge

I'm waiting for a plane

Everything is grounded

For the fog is down again

I should be leaving in the morning

On a flight for Singapore

With a guitar and a suitcase and a face

In a photograph

Dozing with a coffee and a drooping cigaret

And the dog eared Sunday supplement

And still I can't forget

I should be leaving in the morning

On a plane bound for the sun

With a guitar and a suitcase and a face

In a photograph

The hands on the clock

Turn around and around

Dragging past the hours

'Till the dawning of the day

And the girl in information

With her eyes on affirmation

She's turning with a smile to break the news

I cannot quite believe it, but I thought I heard her say

"The customs all have woken up, the fog is on it's way"

So I'll be leaving in the morning

On a plane bound for the sun

With a guitar and a suitcase and a face

In a photograph

Oooh, ooh ooh ooh

Yes I'll be leaving in the morning

On a plane bound for the sun