Lyrics

All the trees and the dead leaves It must be fall-ing in love with you All the sand in my pockets hand I wish you'd start hanging out with me Baby won't you come with me There's someplace that i wanna be Help me out by holding onto my hand The stars are out, the crowd's thinned out Walk with me down to the water And the horizon will be the only thing we'll see All the neon, the phosphorescence It can't be serious right now We roll our jeans up, wade out a little Splash around to make the colors grow Ah ah Maybe we could take a ride Down to where the hills collide Fireflies are calling out your name And the grass beneath you feet it just smells so sweet No i can't love anymore than i do today All the times that you were scared You were ok cause you'd be here someday Na na na na na Where'd you get that face Na na na na na Your dank face (Merci
Writer(s): James Edward Buckey, Joe Keefe, Christina Elisabeth Schroeter, Sebastian David Keefe, Meredith Lucia Sheldon, Michael Farley Glavin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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