L.A. International Airport
Susan Raye Lyrics
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Says he doesn't love me anymore
Shaking hands I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab
Slowly I start walking to the door
Cab arrives he blows his horn, I stumble at in the early morn
Tell him of the place I've got to go
[?] a hundred signal lights, paid the bills and a traffic fine
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore
A stewardess in a miniskirt, hippie in a leather shirt
Started on the way to Naples Row
While I'm wondering where it's at I see a Paris diplomat
College kids are trying to get back home
Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my case and I start to cry
Stumble to the lounge to be alone
While I'm trying to get some rest, bite my lips and try my best
To fight the pain that's making me leave home
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore
With silver wings across the sky, paper trails and wave goodbye
To those below who've got to stay at home
Wish that I had flown at night so I could take that champagne flight
Rid myself of every tear I own
Soaring high above the heaven in a 747
Fighting back the tears that curse my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear amplifies into my ear
Assuring me I'm flying friendly skies
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore
The song "L.A. International Airport" by Susan Raye is a story about a woman leaving her significant other and home behind to go to Los Angeles. She's packing her bags and waiting for her cab while still trying to come to terms with him not loving her anymore. She's dreading her journey and the pain she will have to face. As she gets in the cab to head out to LAX, she watches the bustling traffic and the people around her making their way here and there.
The airport scene is described with all its chaos, from the stewardesses in miniskirts to college kids trying to get back home. The airport is a place of mixed feelings โ the excitement for the destination but the pain and longing for the people and places left behind. As she boards the airplane to fly high above the clouds on a 747, leaving everything behind, she's alone with her thoughts and emotions. The captain's voice announcing the flight and its status reassures her and amplifies in her ear. But regardless of the reassurance she has received, the pain of leaving lingers with her as she flies away.
Overall the song is about the sadness and heartbreak of leaving someone behind while still trying to move forward with life. It's a story about a woman who is trying to overcome the pain of a broken relationship by leaving everything familiar behind to start a new chapter in her life.
Line by Line Meaning
Standing in that silent hall waitin' for that final call
I am standing alone in a quiet airport terminal waiting for my last boarding call
Says he doesn't love me anymore
My partner has recently told me that he no longer loves me
Shaking hands I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab
I am packing my luggage with shaky hands and calling a taxi nervously
Slowly I start walking to the door
I begin walking towards the airport gates, slowly and with a heavy heart
Cab arrives he blows his horn, I stumble at in the early morn
The taxi arrives and honks its horn, causing me to stumble in the early morning
Tell him of the place I've got to go
I inform the taxi driver where I need to go
[?] a hundred signal lights, paid the bills and a traffic fine
We pass numerous traffic lights and I reflect on the bills and traffic fines I have recently paid
Gettin' through these doors that's been so slow
The process of getting through the airport doors has been frustratingly slow
L.A. International Airport
I am at Los Angeles International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
The airport is filled with the loud roar of jet engines
I won't see him anymore
I have accepted that I will no longer see my former partner again
A stewardess in a miniskirt, hippie in a leather shirt
I notice a flight attendant in a short skirt and a young man wearing a leather shirt
Started on the way to Naples Row
They are boarding a flight to Naples, Italy
While I'm wondering where it's at I see a Paris diplomat
As I ponder their destination, I spot a diplomat from Paris
College kids are trying to get back home
I observe college students trying to return home from their travels
Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my case and I start to cry
The luggage cart passes by and I spot my suitcase, causing me to break down in tears
Stumble to the lounge to be alone
I stagger to a lounge area to be by myself
While I'm trying to get some rest, bite my lips and try my best
As I attempt to rest, I bite my lips to stave off tears and try to cope with the emotional pain
To fight the pain that's making me leave home
I am struggling to deal with the pain of leaving my home behind
With silver wings across the sky, paper trails and wave goodbye
I watch airplanes with metallic wings soar into the sky, leaving behind paper trails as they depart
To those below who've got to stay at home
I think of those who are left behind and must remain at home
Wish that I had flown at night so I could take that champagne flight
I wish I had taken an evening flight so I could have enjoyed a luxurious champagne flight experience
Rid myself of every tear I own
I long to be able to cry to release all the tears I am holding back
Soaring high above the heaven in a 747
I am flying in a Boeing 747 airplane high up in the sky
Fighting back the tears that curse my eyes
I am struggling to hold back my tears
Captain's voice so loud and clear amplifies into my ear
The captain's voice booms clearly over the airplane intercom
Assuring me I'm flying friendly skies
The captain reassures me that we are flying through a safe and friendly sky
Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: LEANNE SCOTT
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@bradleywells79
Wish they still made music like this today! love, love, love this song!
@Mini-Moon
Agreed
@desertdispatch
agree
@CCSalzgitter
Agreed :P and more greatings from Germany!
@CCSalzgitter
@Hammerschlรคgen M Vรถllig korrekt erkannt! Da hat sich wohl der Fehlerteufel eingeschlichen, nur bleibt die Frage zuklรคren, warum er sich eingeschlichen hat :D Mรถglicherweise war ich da am Handy und die Autokorrektur hat mal wieder gemacht was sie fรผr "gut" befand :D
@kayecutrer4125
Agree 100%
@sabineolzinger7469
This song always will remind as l fly the first time from germany to USA to my love....
Now my love has passed away since 2018...and my good days are gone but when l hear this song l feel young again
Who in corona times is still listening to this song will leave a thump up
Thanks...๐ฅ๐โบ๐
@juoranes
Mein aufrichtiges Beileid, Musik verbindet und hilft Erinnerungen weiter zu unterfรผttern. Ich wรผnsche ihnen alles gute
@sabineolzinger7469
@juoranes
Dank๐
Musik ist Leben.
Das Leben dreht sich weiter,
egal ob man es mรถchte oder nicht
Alles Liebe und Gute Ihnen aus ๐ฉ๐ช๐
@patricaoreilly2143
Blue Sky's will come again. Enjoy each day we are blessed to have nature is the first step to opening up your new horizon .