Magna Carta - Airport Song lyrics

Ooh, ooh ooh ooh Sitting in the airport lounge I'm waiting for a plane Everything is grounded For the fog is down again I should be leaving in the morning On a flight for Singapore With a guitar and a suitcase and a face In a photograph Dozing with a coffee and a drooping cigaret And the dog eared Sunday supplement And still I can't forget I should be leaving in the morning On a plane bound for the sun With a guitar and a suitcase and a face In a photograph The hands on the clock Turn around and around Dragging past the hours 'Till the dawning of the day And the girl in information With her eyes on affirmation She's turning with a smile to break the news I cannot quite believe it, but I thought I heard her say "The customs all have woken up, the fog is on it's way" So I'll be leaving in the morning On a plane bound for the sun With a guitar and a suitcase and a face In a photograph Oooh, ooh ooh ooh Yes I'll be leaving in the morning On a plane bound for the sun