I'm going back to 505If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute driveIn my imagination you're waiting,lying on your sideWith your hands between your thighsStop 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 yet.Not shy of a spark.The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark.Frightened by the spite,though it's no harsher than the bark.The middle of adventure is such a perfect place to start.I'm going back, five oh five.If it's a seven hour flight or a 45 minute driveIn my imagination you're waiting lying on your sideWith your arms between your thighs
