“moats and boats and waterfalls, alleyways and pay phone calls. i’ve been everywhere with you. that’s true. we laugh until we think we’ll die. barefoot on a summer night. nothin’ new is sweeter than with you. and in the sticks we’re running free like it’s only you and me. geeze, you’re something to see. ahh, home. let me come home. home is wherever i’m with you. la la la la. take me home. i’m coming home.”
[must give credit to edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros]
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