Rachel Goodrich - Terminal Song lyrics

Hanging in a terminal Waiting on a plane Clouds gone precipitate Causing a delay Make it to miami Maybe not today Baby we can write a song And fly away Well it's getting kinda cold And the color of my toes Match the color of your eyes Oh honey you begin to glow Well i've got you to hold When it's getting kinda frio Baby we can write a song And fly away Close your eyes Take my hand Please don't worry darling I've got this one With paper and pen- Cil is what i use When i begin to fuse Baby we can write a song And fly away Well i'm getting kinda bored I wish i could record All these peoples faces When they go to look at the door But nothing ever seems to come out But anger and mishaps Maybe we should stay And call a cab Close your eyes Take my hand Please dont worry darling I've got this one With paper and pen- Cil is what i use When i begin to fuse Baby we can write a song And go... Hanging in a terminal Waiting on a plane Clouds gone precipitate They're getting in my way But if the plane don't come Then maybe it just aint my day Baby we can write a song And fly away