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 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 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 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 smile