Jet-lag cramps the lonely face Cheek-bones
pinched and tired It's a cold tarmac
breeze That wraps the terminal
around Flight-times drag the night
along Cab skids down the freeway Time to
find a bed For the weeks ahead It's
goodbye
Ice-lines rim the city
streets And tire-whines rip the
blacktop And the lamps wheel above The
misty overpass And Bergman's face in black and
white Repeated down the alleys A prayer
above For broken love And
goodbyes
Juliet in travel coat Leans
wasted on the window Takes a long, long
drag To try and settle down It kills her
how he turned away How he ripped their love
apart Starts to cry Lets the curtain
fall It's goodbye
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