I would love a piña colada

A thousand dollars in my hand

I would love to point a camera

And see the whole world with you there

I would love a working fan in my bedroom

Or better yet, to have a fan at all

I would love to see you sooner

But Brissy's so far and Melbourne's cold

And I'm not sick, but I'm sick of distance

I love the time spent in the air

Windows up, tray tables open

I would love to be right there, I would love to

I would love to apologise for

Year 11 and the fight we had

I would love to wash your knees clean

Patch you up and send you on your way

I would love to hang up the six-string

Pull down the ceiling and see the stars

I would love to hear you sing louder

Not like another but the way you are

And I'm not sick, but I'm sick of distance

I love the time spent in the air

Windows up, tray tables open

I would love to be right there

I would love to

I would love to

I would love to

I would love to

I would love to have another toe bone

Next to the others, but just like a thumb

I could send you all these letters

Twice as fast no matter where you are

I would love to have another toe bone

Next to the others, but just like a thumb

I could send you all these letters

Twice as fast no matter where you are

Twice as fast no matter where you are

And I'm not sick, but I'm sick of distance

I love the time spent in the air

Windows up, tray tables open

I would love to be right there

I would love to

I would love to

I would love to

I would love to