Lyrics

Light the candles On the back porch Making dinner With the stars tonight Our friends are coming They've escaped the race for the night Air out here feels right When you move I love watching I long to Get the good plates out with you We hung those string lights Yeah last summer I love the way they light The path down to the barn I long to Get the good plates out with you Invite your parents Invite mine too Our friends from the city They're all coming through I long to Get the good plates out with you Get the good plates out with you
Writer(s): Michael Bernard Fitzgerald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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