I'm Flying Away — The Dead Milkmen

I'm getting on a plane Early in the morning I'm getting on a plane Let this be a warning Meet me at the airport Flight 11-41 'cause

I'm flying away To the one I love

I'll be at your place Just in time for dinner I can't wait to see your face It's been a lonely winter Absence makes the heart grow fond But I can't take it any longer 'cause

I'm flying away To the one I love

My alarm is set for 5 o'clock I can't wait to hear it ring My bags are packed, completely full I have lots of stuff to bring Arms to hold you Lips to kiss you A heart to love you Oh I miss you

I'm flying away To the one I love

To the one I love