Way up yonder in the sky
Much higher than an eagle flies
I see a vapor trail that saddens me and tells a tale
A tale that tortures me within
And tells me
Love is in the air again
Way up yonder in the heaven
In a 727
In a uniform she wears
That leaves too much of her legs bare
That causes men to stare and stare
I'm helpless
Love is in the air
I can't make myself belief that her remarks are just made jokingly
I can't 'cause I recall the night we met the way she smiled and she said:
"Coffee, tea or me?"
While she's up there on a flight
I cry here in my bed at night
Smoke cigarettes and walk the floor
Drink coffee, then I walk some more
I curse and cry in deep despair
I die each moment
Love is in the air
While she's up there on a flight
I cry here in my bed at night
Smoke cigarettes and walk the floor
Drink coffee, then I walk some more
I curse and cry in deep despair
I die each moment
Love is in the air
