I'm going back to 505   If it's a 7 hours 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   The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark   Frightened by the bite no it's no harsher than the bark   A 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 the 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