Speak to me with your wonder eyes
And frightened I respond with nervous lies
Aren’t I living a pretty dream tonight
No overcast or worries in the sky
I wish you company all your life
I know all these words, they go unheard of
And these feelings almost always go uncured
If you finish life with all your pride tucked in your boot
Then you’ve never been a martyr
Take it, I’ve got nothing left to barter
Oh, when the morning steals our time, we’ll be alone,
I’ll go home, and then sometime in December we’ll meet up in the road
Where the tree tops kiss the skyline
And I’ll ask how far you think it goes
And we’ll wonder how they love for miles and never get tired and never get cold
Their love is the best kind, it never gets old
Sing me sleepy, sing me shy
Until I hideaway my head inside your shoulder
I know that nights like this one are often times over and done
Am I wrong to say this one will be better?
Oh, when the morning steals our time, we’ll be alone,
I’ll go home, and then sometime in December we’ll meet up in the road
Where the tree tops kiss the skyline
And I’ll ask how far you think it goes
And we’ll wonder how they love for miles and never get tired and never get cold
Their love is the best kind, it never gets old
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