some people get stuck in the departure lounge
they bought a ticket because they needed to get away

tired of the same old country they wanted a holiday
but there they sit, surrounded by baggage,

imagining the home they left, they locked the door
now they wonder if they left any lights on back there

nothing but that thought keeps them sitting
it all seems so out of control

but the ticket and boarding pass are ready
tucked away in a pocket, they paid the fare

no-one is waiting at home, wishing they would come back
they are as free as a bird, yet they sit there in despair

leave the baggage and board the plane
no country is the same, go look

some are better
some worse

don’t even send a sad postcard
there’s a whole new world out there
forget the past and go