Lyrics

Telephone ain't ringing, no headlights down the road
She could see this thing coming, but she's still afraid to go
Dinner's as cold as he makes her feel,
She blows out the candle, wipes her eye,
And climbs behind the wheel

She's taking a red eye flight
She wipes her tears in the oncoming headlights
She used to think that man was out of sight
Now she's right, she's taking a red eye flight

Checks her look in the mirror, mascara washed away;
It's funny how things get clearer on a dark highway
By the time he makes it home
He'll be surprised to realize, this bird has flown

She's taking a red eye flight
She wipes her tears in the oncoming headlights
She used to think that man was out of sight
Now she's right, she's taking a red eye flight

The faster she goes the closer she gets
To making that Firebird fly
A few more miles, a few less tears she'll need to cry

She's taking a red eye flight
She wipes her tears in the oncoming headlights
She used to think that man was out of sight
Now she's right, she's taking a red eye flight

C2002 Mark Morton, Gary Lord, Steven Howell