Lyrics

(Hello, we are delighted to welcome you onboard This flight to the City of Angels You are no doubt eager for your arrival So, to help pass the time We have prepared a dazzling world of in-flight entertainment We hope you enjoy) I've got a printed smile Walking through blank spaces and soulless rooms 'Cos I have misty eyes Lost on the picture of where I'm going to Possible stranger I'll find you (possible stranger) Full of potential for me And selfishly I require you (possible stranger) To be mine Will you be mine? I've got creases round my eyes Glued to a seat but inside I'm moving 'cos I've got an active mind On an 11 hour with only waiting to do It's like I've dialled up paradise and I'm next in the queue But they hold me on the line with only dreaming to do Just the whites of my eyes and ideas seeping through To a wandering mind lost on meeting you Possible stranger I'll find you (possible stranger) Full of potential for me And selfishly I require you (possible stranger) To be mine Will you be mine? Will you be mine? My dreams won't let me rest unless I fill in your face Wanna know what disappears and touch what evaporates I'm always waiting to arrive Lucky curiosity kills nothing but time (Possible stranger) My dreams won't let me rest Unless I fill in your face (Possible stranger) Wanna know what disappears And touch what evaporates (Possible stranger) I'm always waiting to arrive (be mine) Lucky curiosity kills nothing but time ('cos I'll be gone soon)
Writer(s): Phoebe Mallinson, Qemal Torra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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