Lyrics

Don't you wanna hold my hand? Don't you wanna walk me home? Wanna know I'm sleeping safe In a bed that we both made Instead of me here on my own? Don't you wanna take me out? Spin me 'round again and again? Finally get some peace of mind And know that all these guys Are really all just friends? Three thousand miles never seemed so far We talk on the phone but can't feel your heart Wanna pack all my shit and get in my car I don't need everything, I just wanna be a queen Living with my California king Don't you wanna get messed up? Stay out way too late? Spend all next day hangin' out Drinkin' coffee on the couch? 'Cause we got the time to waste, hmm Three thousand miles never seemed so far We talk on the phone but can't feel your heart Wanna pack all my shit and get in my car I don't need everything, I just wanna be a queen Living with my California king, king I'll book a flight overnight for just the weekend Straight to you and you to me, all I wanna do is Have you here in my arms, close the distance Don't you wanna find a house? Eat take out on the floor? Sleep in Saturday and do whatever the hell we want to And make out 'til we're bored? Hmm Three thousand miles never seemed so far We talk on the phone but can't feel your heart Wanna pack all my shit and get in my car I don't need everything, I just wanna be a queen Living with my California king Living with my California king
Writer(s): Melissa Peirce, Ian Fitchuk, Emily Reid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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