Lyrics
Climes, they heat me with deceit the
Weather has been hiding secret messages in snow
Little fortunes so well hidden in the snow
Just waiting in the snow
I will meet you...
At an airport, a local airport
It's busy all the time
With people all in line
We'll have to meet at night
It's quieter at night
At the airport, airport
I will meet you there
Just a visit, perfect visit
To the margins of the surface
Wrapped in fabrics, we'll wait patiently
To see something so beautiful and
It will take the breath out of our lungs
Written by: CHRISTOPHER PAUL RICHARDS, DAVIS JOHN ROBERT, HARRIS IAN KLAHR
