Standing in the corridor, it’s just another day You never were the kind of boy who ran outside to play You’re passing through the kitchen behind your mother’s back While she says “your father’s on the plane”
The rain against the windows, You’re waiting on the stairs You double check the driveway, If someone’s staying there You calculate the chances, of presents on your bed tonight Daddy’s on his way
Daddy’s on the plane Soon you’ll meet again Daddy’s on the plane That’s what mother said While you were waiting
Nothing ever happens, in your neighborhood You'd like to run so far away, if you only could Seems that all the people nothing much to say anyway Daddy’s on his way
Daddy’s on the plane Soon you’ll meet again Daddy’s on the plane That’s what mother said While you were waitingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
