End of the Runway - The Brunettes

At the end of the runway

That’s where we go

Under the stars

To watch the planes come and go

We’ll see them little ones and big jumbo jets

I’ll kiss her and then we forget about

All of the bad things that get us down

Just holdin' each other

And listening to the crickets' sound

Sha la la la la la

Ooo

Sha la la la la la

Ooo

At the end of the runway

Well, that’s where they go

And feelings grow and grow

And to the end of the runway

Well, that’s where we’ll go

That’s where feelings grow and grow

Here we go

Well, I see the girls and boys

As each other’s hearts they’re trying to win

They may take a walk along a beach somewhere

Or go to a planetarium

With all its magic and wonder

Well, it’s the same magic I feel

When I’m lying back beneath the stars, yeah

Way in the outskirts from my home town

Just holdin' each other

And listening to the crickets' sound

Sha la la la la la

Ooo

Sha la la la la la

Ooo

At the end of the runway

Well, that’s where they go

And feelings grow and grow

And to the end of the runway

Well, that’s where we’ll go

That’s where feelings grow and grow

Sha la la la la la

Ooo

Sha la la la la la

Ooo