Troy Cartwright - Next Flight Home lyrics

[Troy Cartwright - Next Flight Home lyrics]

Drivin' down 161, it's five in the morning
Got my stereo playin', my headlights on
Engine light is flashing, why, I don't know
But I'd hate to get stuck on the side

I'll be on the next flight home
In your arms that's where I belong
And the city's grey
But it's you that makes me
Come around here, spend my time

And I know that you're
Burdened by my lifestyle
But I got dreams, they need tending
It might take me awhile
Hope you know I love you
And I'll always stay true
If it's ever too much for you

I'll be on the next flight home
In your arms that's where I belong


And the city's grey
But it's you that makes me
Come around here, spend my time

I know it's not what you prefer
Still I hope you understand
I'm stuck somewhere in between
What I want and what I can't stand

If I could I would, dear
But you know I can't stay
I've got to keep on working
I've got dues I have to pay
When the night is over all
My thoughts turn to you
And the next time I get a chance to

I'll be on the next flight home
In your arms that's where I belong
And the city's grey
But it's you that makes me
Come around here, spend my time my time

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