Kissing Goodbye,
Tears in her eyes,
It's the last time, The last time you can be sure of,
But I can taste the salty kisses and [bad word] makeup,
Yea, it could be so boring

But she keeps crying,
And they keep kissing,
And I just hang about and listen

She's got to go,
She's got to go,
In the airport, in the morning, and I know
She's got to go

Now it's time they know,
They don't take a step,
Line keeps on pushing,
They won't stop kissing,
The airport is racing,
The smokers are pacing,
It just started raining,
Soon I'll have to go

But she keeps crying,
And they keep kissing,
And i just hang about and listen

But she's got to go,
She's got to go,
In the airport, In the morning, I know
She's got to go

In the morning, In the airport
She's crying and the phone rings
And you answer, and its quiet
And there's nothing that'll change the fact
That she's leaving tomorrow
And you'll be alone again with nothing to distract you
you watch the clock as it keeps ticking

(over and over)
Monday morning airport
(over and over)
Monday morning airport