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Airports - Tiny Voices
Lyrics by：Louie Barlaw/Bailey J. Sweeney/Ben Ludens/Paul Nieto
Composed by：Louie Barlaw/Bailey J. Sweeney/Ben Ludens/Paul Nieto/Jenna Kopitske
The storms in Orlando kept me stuck on the runway
I missed my connecting flight home
Stranded in Detroit at three in the morning I was alone
Nowhere to go
I am an unfinished sculpture
And I was forgotten by the artist
But the hardest part of being like this
Is that I won't learn from the mistakes I've made
I'm sorry
I spent too much time alone in that airport
I wrote a new song
And hoped that you'd know that it's for you
That it's for you
'Cause I think about you every day
Not getting easier
I hope that you think about me too
I hope it's getting easier for you
Well I'm sorry that I couldn't be
Everything you wanted
What did you want from me
I tried to be a man of my word
The airport is empty
It feels like my bed
I wish you were here
I wish you would get out of my head
The airport is empty
It feels like my bed
I wish you were here
I wish you would get out of my head
I'm sorry
So sorry
