I decided to call her up.
Gotta get her on the telephone.
Before these things get twisted up.
Before I get too far from home.
As the leaves on the trees begin to sprout and bloom
and the Spring begins to fill the air,
I’ll be leavin’ on a jet plane, baby.
Gotta find my soul out there.
Don’t wanna leave her in an evil way.
Don’t wanna leave her feelin’ bad.
Though I know the time has come for movin’ on,
I won’t forget about the time we had.
But I been livin’ through these lonely Winters
and it seems it’s only getting worse.
I’ll be leavin’ on a jet plane, baby.
Gotta satisfy this thirst.
Oh I’ll be leavin’ in 40 days;
though it’s hard to stand the lonely nights.
They say you can leave your lover in 50 ways,
but none of them will feel alright.
As the leaves on the trees begin to sprout and bloom
and the Spring begins to fill the air,
I’ll be leavin’ on a jet plane, baby.
Gotta find my soul out there.
So I’m waiting for the month of May;
though the time it sure ain’t movin’ fast.
But if I can make it through these 40 days,
I’ll be out to find myself at last.
Cause I been livin’ through these lonely Winters
and it seems it’s only getting worse.
I’ll be leavin’ on a jet plane, baby.
Gotta satisfy this thirst.