He's got a plan now For when he's turning 35 And I'll be 29
He'll hop the fastest plane And wander through Beijing And Moscow in the spring Well maybe if you're free
Like I could drop my life to get on the first flight Wait for his reply to get on the first flight
He calls me on a landline I wonder where he's been He dreams I'm in a house With a baby and a kid Well, maybe they'd be his Oh, maybe they'd be his But he's waited long enough On a path he might have missed
Like I could drop my life and get on the first flight Wait for his reply to get on the first flight
The car right next to me is stalling Her engine's getting tired I check to see her breathe alone in The shopping mall garage I wonder what she thinks of Moscow And maybe where I'll be Her family's probably at home now Avoiding everything
Like I could drop my life and get on the first flight Wait for his reply to get on the first flight No, I won't drop my life to get on the first flight I can't drop my life to get on the first flight
He takes me like a drug And swallows what he needs And wonders what I think Of Moscow in the spring