Flight Path (Gold Lounge)

Livin’ under the flight path baby with you

We get to know the planes

And here comes Virgin DJ492

And they fly, right over our heads

And I can’t hear a single word you said

Livin’ under the flight path late at night

I awoke to see the umbrella tree

Bathed in a strange orange light

And if I, if I could go back

Just for one second and fix this romance

Oh yeah

Well I, I just might

Oh yeah I, I just might

And from the sky the planes kept tumbling down

One by one then two by two

Seen at least half a dozen in the last half an hour

And our backyard is just full if debris

Right over there where the hills hoist used to be

Oh and if I, if I could go back

Well just for one second and fix this romance

Well if I, I just might

Oh yeah I, I just might