Tbilisi Airport

City lights on the board
Rows of white planes
Combed back hair
Leavers everywhere

Kept looking for that rain of sadness in me
Should I move here

But all that I could find
Was being thankful that I was here
However short or long
However short or long I was here

It's always 4am
Highest ceiling lights
Tiled floor
Traveling to a show

Kept looking for that wake of sadness in me
Should I move here

But all that I could find
Was being thankful that I was here
However short or long
However short or long I was here

City lights on the board
Rows of white planes
Combed back hair
Leavers everywhere

Kept looking for the name of sadness
Should I move here

But all that I could find
Was being thankful that I was here
However short or long
However short or long I was here

Mother and son playing hand games



Credits
Writer(s): Katie Melua, Zurab Melua, Simon Goff
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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