Lyric

5 AM lights in Terminal One

Tie’s a little loose, but the day’s begun

Emails waiting, but not just yet

A sip of coffee, no regrets

Screens flicker flight to Singapore

Shoes tapping on the polished floor

Another trip, another scene

Another deal in a humid dream

From Centrair’s glass to tropic skies

Jet engines hum as the city flies

One more stamp, one more run

Chasing business under foreign sun

Duty-free jazz and boarding chimes

Text from home, “Take care this time”

Briefcase packed with deals and hope

The runway glows like a silver rope

A quiet nod, a customs smile

I’ve walked this path a thousand miles

But every flight still holds a spark

Before the takeoff into dark

From Centrair’s glass to tropic skies

Jet engines hum as the city flies

One more stamp, one more run

Chasing business under foreign sun