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I see a plane from my window
And I wonder where they're flying today
The last few weeks have been kinda hard on the ground
Would be nice to take a trip somewhere else
So I call up Laura on the phone
Ask her if she'd like to take a drive
And we search our pockets for spare coins and change
Coz we've hit the breadline again
Everything has
Everything has changed
Everything has
Everything has changed
When I'm on the road I feel I can be
Leather-clad John Travolta smoking cigarettes by the sea
And although I know those dark clouds follow me
I know I'll be grounded as long as she's sitting next to me
Everything has
Everything has changed
Everything has
Everything has changed
Never meant to hang up the phone
Never my quest to leave you on your own
Hold my hand, an I'll hang(?) my shoulders when you cry
Tell you that you're pretty, good luck with the next guy
Everything has
Everything has changed
Everything has
Everything has changed