He gets on with life as a pilot,
He's a tall kinda chap.
He likes swimming and practising guitar.
He likes to contemplate about his car.
But when he starts to daydream,
His mind turns straight to Me.
Sometimes I look at him and I look into his eyes,
I notice the way he thinks about Me with a smile,
Curved lips he just can't disguise.
But he thinks it's his car making his life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for him to decide which he loves more?
His car or...
Me?
He likes to use words like 'cheers' and 'splendid.'
He likes to use words about his car.
But when he stops his talking,
His mind turns straight to Me.
Sometimes I look at him and I look into his eyes,
I notice the way he thinks about Me with a smile,
Curved lips he just can't disguise.
But he thinks it's his car making his life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for him to decide which he loves more?
His car or...
Me?
He likes to hang out with Amy and Jack.
But when left alone,
His mind turns straight to Me.
Sometimes I look at him and I look into his eyes,
I notice the way he thinks about Me with a smile,
Curved lips he just can't disguise.
But he thinks it's his car making his life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for him to decide which he loves more?
His car or...
Me?
He hates Dogs and rabbits.
But he just thinks back to Me,
And he's happy once again.