I´m going back to five hundred five,
If it?s a seven hour flight or a forty five minute drive,
In my imagination you´re waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs,
Stop and wait a sec,
Oh when you look at me like that my darling,
What did you expect,
I probably still adore you with you hand around my neck,
Or I did last time I checked,
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,
Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start,
I´m going back to five hundred five,
If its a seven hour flight or a forty five minute drive,
In my imagination you´re waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs,
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But I crumble completely when you cry,
It seems like once again you´ve had to greet me with goodbye,
Im always just about to go and spoil a suprise,
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon,
I´m going back to five hundred five,
If its a seven hour flight or a forty five minute drive,
In my imagination you´re waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs and a smile!
Letra añadida por: koniita_lee