The plane touches down. 
The lounge fills up again.
With retired couples from the midwestern USA.

They blink in the foreign light,
And admire each others shoes.
I've seen a lot of new shoes today.

You should have let me know,
That you weren't getting on your flight.
You should have called so I wouldn't be calling you now.

On this line you sound so strange,
And I'm running out of change,
I'm standing but it feels like falling.

Ngaire, I'm not lying to you.
Ngaire, I've been trying to do right from the very start,
And if you doubt whats in my heart you can break it open,
But be careful when you do,
'cause inside there's a girl who looks like you.

You knew I had to come here.
You knew there was no work at hoome.
You said you'd join me when the coast was clear.

Now I take the escalator down,
I catch the bus back into town,
I'm as free as the planes up in the air.

Is that the sun,
That's rising on you now?
And did it shine,
The day you changed your mind?
Oh Ngaire, oh Ngaire.

Ngaire, I'm not lying to you.
Ngaire, I've been trying to do right from the very start,
And if you doubt whats in my heart you can break it open,
But be careful when you do,
'cause inside there's a girl who looks like you.

Inside there's a girl who looks like you.
Inside there's a girl who looks like you.
Looks like you.
Looks like you.