Kissing Goodbye,    Tears in her eyes,    It's the last time, The last time you can be sure of,    But I can taste the salty kisses and the runny makeup,    Yea, it could be so boring       But she keeps crying,    And they keep kissing,    And I just hang about and listen       She's got to go,    She's got to go,    In the airport, in the morning, and I know    She's got to go       Now it's time they know,    They don't take a step,    Line keeps on pushing,    They won't stop kissing,    The airport is racing,    The smokers are pacing,    It just started raining,    Soon I'll have to go       But she keeps crying,    And they keep kissing,    And i just hang about and listen       But she's got to go,    She's got to go,    In the airport, In the morning, I know    She's got to go       In the morning, In the airport    She's crying and the phone rings    And you answer, and its quiet    And there's nothing that'll change the fact    That she's leaving tomorrow    And you'll be alone again with nothing to distract you    you watch the clock as it keeps ticking       (over and over)    Monday morning airport    (over and over)    Monday morning airport