Flight 45 was last seen alive on the runway
Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun
Back next monday

And our friends are at the airport
Cousin Bill says, "enjoy the water sports"
As we fly into the mystery
The film comes on and the Earth recedes

Several hours out 20 minutes south of Bermuda
The communication's gone
Something has to be so wrong

And it must be Jesus calling
The silver ship, the blue sea falling
Death was in that poison wave
And in it's gulf a fitting grave

The coast guard said they might be found
They know just where the plane went down