She can show you the sands of Morocco, the skies of Nice, the ruins of Greece and her attaché.
Faded brochures and outdated posters.
She's been here for 20 years and she likes to say
That one day I'll get away and see the life I could be living.
Make a change, get on a plane because there's so much I've been missing.
When I get over the fear of flying.
She dreams of Venice, Amsterdam and Paris.
A secret tryst, a stolen kiss with some bon vivant.
The she wakes up and the thread she takes up is the same again, at work by ten with the computer on.
But one day, she'll get away and see the life she could be living.
Make a change, get on a plane because there's so much she's been missing.
When she gets over the fear of flying.
And now she's waiting in the lounge.
She sees the plane and turn around,
'Cause what goes up must come down.
But one day, I'll get away.
Make a change, get on a plane.
But one day, I'll get away and see the life I could be living.
Make a change, get on a plane because there's so much I've been missing.
But one day, she'll get away and see the life she could be living.
Make a change, get on a plane because there's so much she's been missing.
When she gets over the fear of flying.