Andrew's a Starfighter Pilot. And he can get high in his jet. Tells me about all his women. He can get any, I'll bet. . You know I'll think of you. Your picture on the wall.
I've got this feeling that there's something that I missed. (I could do most anything to you). Don't you breathe, don't you breathe. (I could do most anything to you).
I find the map and draw a straight line. Over rivers, farms, and state lines. The distance from 'here' to where you'd be. It's only finger-lengths that I see.