Cold Chisel

Looking through the tarmac rain
At the rows of giant birds
They're all feeding at the gates,
There are tails from all over the world
A million people in between
Hurry by the TV screens
And I just sit here missing a girl
Cuppa coffee, airport bench
Carry on, and me
Something messed up my connection
To where I want to be
Something happened, the line dropped out
Something she don't wanna talk about