It's just the way it started,
there's nothing wrong about it
but now it makes me stare,
and my window doesn't care
if I'm alive or sleeping,
or what I should be drinking,
because times are to forget
and moving fast will make it better.
I hope.
Airports and broken hearts you see,
are starting to be my cup of tea
- Airports and broken hearts.
Airports and broken hearts out there
will fly around the earth some day,
they'll be the guns pointed at me.
And by the time we've landed
all the traffic's the wrong way,
but Mars will still be there
and 60 seconds will be a minute.
Our home is everywhere,
London Town or Budapest,
aeroplanes are cool sometimes,
they can take you for a ride
around the globe.
Airports and broken hearts you see
are starting to be my cup of tea.
Oh, airports and broken hearts.
Airports and broken hearts out there
will fly around the earth some day,
they'll be the guns pointed at me.
Airports and broken hearts you see
will soon become the death of me
-Airports and broken hearts.
Oh, airports and broken hearts.
