Flight Path (Gold Lounge)

Livin' under the flight path, baby with you
We get to know the planes and here comes Virgin DJ492
And they fly right over our heads
And I can't hear a single word you said
Livin' under the flight path late at night
I awoke to see the umbrella tree bathed in a strange orange light

And if l, if I could go back
Just for one second and fix this romance
Oh, yeah
Well l, I just might
Oh, yeah l, I just might

And from the sky the planes kept tumbling down
One by one then two by two
Seen at least half a dozen in the last half an hour
And our backyard is just full of debris
Right over therе where the Hills Hoist usеd to be

Oh, and if l, if I could go back
Well, just for one second and fix this romance
Well if l, I just might
Oh, yeah l, I just might
Oh, no-no-no-no-no-not if I, I just might
Oh, yeah l, I just might