She was standin' near the railroad track when she first flagged me down
I was drivin' outta town
All alone
Her face held every feelin' in but her eyes gave her away
One look and you would say
No way home
Walkin' through an airport lounge
Somewhere way off in Spain
Through a scratchy intercom it came
Loud and clear...
Chorus:
You're worn and used and you can't talk
Your flight has been postponed, now you must walk
Straight up that hill
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