Carol Channing
The warm, dry air of another town reminds me of the time I wasted on you.
Did you miss your flight?
I'll call the airline and see if it's delayed.
Didn't get much sleep last night.
I could be with you, waiting in the wings, waiting in the wings.
Well here we go.
I'm 16 years old again, awkward and shy and unsure of myself.
I cough and laugh and shift my weight and smile
and think of how much I hate you for putting me through this.
The warm, dry air of another town reminds me of the time I wasted on you.
I wasted so much time on you.
So here we go.
I'm 16 years old again, awkward and shy and unsure of myself.
I cough and laugh, shift my weight and smile
and think of how much I hate you for putting me through this.
And when my plane lands I'll be so far away from here.
So happy to be so far away from here.