I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
[Verse 1]
Stop and wait a sec
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
[Verse 2]
Not shy of a spark
The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
Frightened by the bite, though it's no harsher than the bark
The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start
[Chorus]
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
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
[Chorus]
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs and a smile
Jeg går tilbage til 505
Hvis det er en syv times flyvning eller en 45-minutters kørsel
I min fantasi venter du liggende på din side
Med dine hænder mellem dine lår
[Vers 1]
Stop og vent en sekund
Når du ser på mig sådan, min skat, hvad forventede du?
Jeg vil nok stadig altid elske dig med dine hænder omkring min hals
Eller jeg gjorde sidste gang jeg kontrolleret
[Vers 2]
Ikke genert af en gnist
Kniven vrider på tanken om, at jeg skulle falde under mærket
Bange for bidden, selvom det ikke er hårdere end barken
Midt i eventyr, et så perfekt sted at starte
[Kor]
Jeg går tilbage til 505
Hvis det er en syv times flyvning eller en 45-minutters kørsel
I min fantasi venter du liggende på din side
Med dine hænder mellem dine lår
[Instrumental Break]
[Vers 3]
Men jeg smuldrer helt, når du græder
Det lader til, at du igen har været nødt til at hilse på mig med "farvel"
Jeg er altid ved at gå og forkæle overraskelsen
Tag mine hænder ud af dine øjne for tidligt
[Kor]
Jeg går tilbage til 505
Hvis det er en syv timers flyvning eller en 45 minutters kørsel
I min fantasi venter du liggende på din side
Med dine hænder mellem dine lår og et smil