wide eyed
knee deep in surprise
just below your thighs
the temperature drops 5 degrees
your stand-by flight
has just arrived

tough tied
bleeding from your eyes
even Christ himself
would cringe @ the sight of your scares
while your 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 @ the though of the next 8 hours
headwind
cold rain to wake me

You were the last good thing I ever saw