Airport Song - Remastered

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