Wide eyed, knee deep in surprise
Just below your thighs the temperature drops 5 degrees
Your stand-by flight has just arrived
Tongue-tied, bleeding from your eyes
Even Christ himself would cringe at the sight of your scars
While you're counting sheep, i'll count my lucky stars
You were the last good thing i ever saw
I lost it all
I lost it all
Burned out on 2 hours of shut-eye
Eyes glazed at the thought of the next 8 hours
Headwind
Cold rain to wake me
You were the last good thing i ever saw