Divide by 8 x 5

She sits by the window I sit by the aisle The hostess pours the drinks With a practiced smile We talk about sunshine As we touch down Now we are the foreigners And you’re not around Divide by eight, multiply by five [x2] Counting kilometres Trying to translate Is this what I wanted? This twist of fate Watching people take pictures With expensive cameras Through dirty windows Of foreign cars Divide by eight, multiply by five [x4] Playing with a calculator I’m counting the cost I feel so cheated At every border cross I’ll send you a postcard I wish you were here You think that I’m joking I’ve never been more sincere