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.