I'm going back to 505 If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side With your hands between your thighs
Stop and wait a sec When you look at me like that my darling What did you expect? I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck Or I did last time I checked
I'm not shy of a spark A knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark Frightened by the bite though its no harsher than the bark The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start
I'm going back to 505 If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side With your hands between your thighs
But I crumble completely when you cry It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye I'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise Take my hands off of your eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505 If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side With your hands between your thighs and a smileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
