Tekst Utworu

It's a white picket fence It's a man on the moon It's a champagne in Paris It's a beach town in June What's it gonna hurt? Ain't the stars there for wishing And I don't think you're crazy I'm right here and I'm listening Yeah, I know that it ain't been easy Ain't got a lot of honey, but we sure got bees Up to our knees in the weeds and the trouble 'Cause money don't grow on trees We can run but wherever we go Even the freeway gonna take its toll On you and me Baby, we ain't rich but the dreaming's free Do you wanna sail the ocean? Or move to Yellowstone? I can be your muse If you wanna be Van Gogh Baby, you can trust me With any secret you can tell Whisper it right to me Ooh, and let me be your wishing well Yeah, I know that it ain't been easy Ain't got a lot of honey, but we sure got bees Up to our knees in the weeds and the trouble 'Cause money don't grow on trees We can run but wherever we go Even the freeway gonna take its toll on you and me Baby, we ain't rich but the dreaming's free Yeah-ay Stay (stay) right (right) here with me, yeah Close your eyes What's it gonna be? Yeah, I know that it ain't been easy Ain't got a lot of honey, but we sure got bees Up to our knees in the weeds and the trouble 'Cause money don't grow on trees We can run but wherever we go Even the freeway gonna take its toll On you and me Baby, we ain't rich but the dreaming's free Yeah
Writer(s): Lori Mckenna, Shane L. Mcanally, Caitlyn Elizabeth Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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