at the end of the runway that's where we go under the stars to watch the planes come and go we'll see them little ones and big jumbo jets I'll kiss her and then we forget about all of the bad things that get us down just holdin' each other and listening to the crickets' sound sha la la la la la ooo sha la la la la la ooo at the end of the runway well, that's where they go and feelings grow and grow and to the end of the runway well, that's where we'll go that's where feelings grow and grow here we go well, I see the girls and boys as each other's hearts they're trying to win they may take a walk along a beach somewhere or go to a planetarium with all its magic and wonder well, it's the same magic I feel when I'm lying back beneath the stars, yeah way in the outskirts from my home town just holdin' each other and listening to the crickets' sound sha la la la la la ooo sha la la la la la ooo at the end of the runway well, that's where they go and feelings grow and grow and to the end of the runway well, that's where we'll go that's where feelings grow and grow sha la la la la la ooo sha la la la la la ooo