Tekstovi: Edwin McCain. Lost In America. The Kiss.

On the six o'clock flight
It takes all my might
To find the reasons why
I'm buckling in
To leave you again
Then from the corner of my eye
I see a perfect lipstick kiss
That can't be what it is
On the outside of the plane
Smack right on the payne

Through Rain clouds
Ups and downs
Even in this thin frozen air
The Kiss is still there
The Kiss is still there

It wasn't an angel
Or a maintenence girl
Showing off for the crew
It's funny the way
Cause here in 5A
It feels like I'm with you

The lover in waiting leaves the light on
And I hope you feel it when I am gone

(Thanks to Luka for these lyrics)