11 February 2013
Sitting in the airport, I watch as life goes by, Over there a woman moans, And a baby may just cry.
Outside the window planes take off, I wonder where they go, If I checked a monitor, I suppose that then I'd know.
Waiting for a little drink, A bit of food then fly, And I will wave dear England, The happiest goodbye.
Airport Watching. • Opuss № I