I guess i'll take the long way home tonight
I'll drive
Baby this is the song
That gets us by
And these are
When you begin to question all that you ever believed
Natures first green was gold
always still the hardest one to
You begin to impress me
Becoming the towns public affair
But witchery's
The sun coming up,
seems to agree
with our moods
slow with world,
slow
Just like the day that i met you
you didn't say