505 (Live)

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

Oh, 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

Not shy of a spark

A 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

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 the surprise

Take my hands off of your eyes too soon

Well, 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