I spent a night in a house in the desert
With my friends, and we howled at the moon
Three camping chairs under stars
Every second something I won't forget very soon
The moonlit sky, the world outside
I said, “This is the kind of night that you can write songs about"
When I'm sitting in darkness I call home
All the lights are out 'cause every fuse has blown
You remind me that I'll never be alone
You are kind of friend that you can write songs about
Mid-July, was warm outside
We'd been camping there all night
Off the cliffs into the water, do or die
The sun went down, the moon came out
All we had was there and now
Lit the fire, danced around it
Sang so loud
I said, “This is the kind of night that you can write songs about"
When I'm sitting in darkness I call home
All the lights are out 'cause every fuse has blown
You remind me that I'll never be alone
You are kind of friend that you can write songs about
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-woah-oh-oh
When I'm sitting in darkness I call home
All the lights are out 'cause every fuse has blown
You remind me that I'll never be alone
You are kind of friend that you can write songs about
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