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