I see a girl as sheWaits at the airport.Her bags weighedWith old wornout shoes.She wears theFreight of her worldon her shoulder.One day it willAll come true.Every year seemsTo go a little faster.She’s looking forThat only one.Her greatest fear isLove is gonna pass her.And she’ll be lostForever in the sun.What she gonna doWith all that passion?When her lover hasgone, gone, gone.Now we know that she’sFalling out of fashion.When they leave herOne by One.She says she wantsA house on the hill,And if I don’t buy it,Some other man will.But what’s a houseWith no warmth inside?A foundation onFoolish pride.What did he see?What did he need?Who did he know?And where did he go?I heard she jumpedOn the very next plane.She had toFly, fly, far, far away.And I will neverEver be the same.And those dreamsFade away.