505
505 - San Cisco
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 side
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
I'm always just about to go
And spoil a surprise
Take your hands off of your eyes too soon
But I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again
You've had to leave me with goodbye
I'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise
Take your 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 side
And smile