LAX

LAX in a runway motel

We just got off the phone

You didn’t seem very well

At 5 years old I had no place to go

But you took me in

And you gave me a home

The planes fly overhead

While I smoke too many cigarettes in bed

It rained last night ‘bout a quarter to 2

I was lyin’ awake

Just thinkin’ ‘bout you

A summer wind blowin’ in off the sea

Full of childhood smells and aquamarine

The planes fly overhead

While I smoke too many cigarettes in bed

LAX in a runway motel

From your face, I can tell

You're leaving soon

I don't wan' let go

But you took me in

for one last look

The planes fly overhead

While I smoke too many cigarettes outside

You're the same old girl you used to be

For me

For me