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 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.