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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

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

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

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