Single File - Airports
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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Three years is a long, long time to fly standby,
And pillow talk from a cellular phone isn't healthy,
And neither am I.
I read your reply,
From the hand scribbled rose,
To your heartfelt goodbye.
So please, destroy the letters you saved,
With the flowers I sent to you,
Pressed between pages of lies.
Your scrapbook is open for service,
So please be a sweetheart,
And see that our pages are white.
One thing is certain: the sun will rise,
And I'll keep flying.
I'll fold my arms, stare to the ceiling and wonder:
How is the weather there?
I read your reply,
From the hand scribbled rose,
To your heartfelt goodbye.
I read your reply,
And I fail to believe
that your words don't deceive me.
So please, destroy the letters