Songteksten

I'm sick of the small talk and head games and fakes The prettiest parties all feel more like wakes Emptiness awkwardness we should escape A house with a garden A sunroom A place To read book after book Curl up in a nook by the window Watch the rain roll in and cook pasta and fish And clean up the dishes Celebrate Christmas in mistletoe bliss Play an old record Paint a room yellow Oh I'd never let go of something like this In all of the racket the music is drowned Lеt's go where it's quiet Whеre we can't be found If I drew a map of one place I'd go to A house with a garden A porch light and you We'll read book after book Curl up in a nook by the window Watch the rain roll in and cook pasta and fish And clean up the dishes Celebrate Christmas in mistletoe bliss Play an old record Paint a room yellow Oh I'd never let go of something like I'm spending my whole life Where whimsy and wilderness bloom Let's steal away tonight And walk til we come to A house with a garden, a sapphire sky That stretches before us for miles and miles I'll wake up to your footsteps Earl gray and your smile And we'll laugh 'til our bellies hurt And dance 'til we're tired Won't it be nice In autumn the leaves will turn crimson and gold The past becomes skeletons that melt with the snow But the jokers and jesters that dress up as kings Still envy their brothers and kisses on rings I hope that they see I hope they catch on There's more to this song Who will you be When the last verse is sung When the glitter's all gone
Writer(s): Hanna E Ross, Madison H Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out