Woorden: Stuart Davis. Nomen Est Numen. Amsterdam.

You met her on the airplane
as I waved goodbye in a teary blur
you pulled some strings
the stewardess sat you next to her
In a gentle voice
with an affecting tone
you touched her hand on the armrest
over the first time zone
Crossing oceans
will break down boundaries, won't it?
Like any worldly man
you knew that and you seized the moment

While I was feeling sick
trying not to miss her
at the terminal in Amsterdam
you grabbed her and you kissed her
But don't overestimate how wounded
I should be
She pretended you were me

Yea, she told me about you
No, she never hid it
Now I've calmed back down
and I'm glad you did it
It's common knowledge
how comforting a surrogate can be
If it's comfort she needed,
thanks for standing in as me
That's a hero's instinct
to which all men are true
and if I ever meet your girlfriend
I'm gonna do the same for you

While I was feeling sick
trying not to miss her
at the terminal in Amsterdam
you grabbed her and you kissed her
But don't overestimate how jealous
I should be
She pretended you were me
You never realized how lucky you could be,
till she pretended you were me