I'm Flying Away - The Dead Milkmen

I’m getting on a plane

Early in the morning

I’m getting on a plane

Let this be a warning

Meet me at the airport

Flight 11−41 'cause

I’m flying away

To the one I love

I’ll be at your place

Just in time for dinner

I can’t wait to see your face

It’s been a lonely winter

Absence makes the heart grow fond

But I can’t take it any longer 'cause

I’m flying away

To the one I love

My alarm is set for 5 o’clock

I can’t wait to hear it ring

My bags are packed, completely full

I have lots of stuff to bring

Arms to hold you

Lips to kiss you

A heart to love you

Oh I miss you

I’m flying away

To the one I love

To the one I love