Sydney, here I come...

All my bags are packed, am I ready to go?
I'm sitting here, I'm on the floor,
I'd hate to ring you up to say goodbye...

But traffic's peaking, just hear those horns,
No taxi's waiting, their strike's still on,
Already I'm so tired I could cry...

So kiss me and comfort me,
Tell me that you'll fly with me,
Hold me coz' I don't want to let go...

Cause I'm boarding on a jet plane,
I don't know if checks were done again,
I'm scared the engine just might blow...

On the news today, a plane went down,
From Perth to Sydney, not safe not sound,
I heard the smoke was coming out in rings...

So before I fly, I think of you,
And I think of smoke and firetrucks too,
& engine failure, maybe in the wings...

So kiss me and comfort me,
Tell me that you'll fly with me,
Hold me coz' I don't want to let go...

Cause I'm boarding on a jet plane,
I don't know if checks were done again,
I'm scared the engine just might blow...

Now the time has come for me to leave you,
One more time, oh let me kiss you,
I'll close my eyes and I'll be on my way...