Uh, uh
Card games with a cup of coffee
Not clear, but I hope she loves me
Smart minds with a stupid proxy
Line's getting fuzzy
My hands on your green knit sweater
Eyes sweet, but her lips were better
Cold skin with a burnin' temper
So we'll remember
She's the fire under trees
She's so far out of my league
She's a hurricane, I'm just a breeze
She's the time I love to waste
I'd let the girl live right through my wallet
Give her all my things, empty my pockets
She takes me crossroads, far from things I know
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Brown eyes, but her cheeks were pink
Blue hands on your purple skin
We're making a masterpiece
A contrast of feelings
Cut back with your good intentions
So loud, but I never mentioned
Desperate for your attention
Give me a second
She's the fire under trees
She's so far out of my league
She's a hurricane, I'm just a breeze
She's the time I love to waste
I'd let the girl live right through my wallet
Give her all my things, empty my pockets
She takes me crossroads, far from things I know
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Feel it in your touch
Hear it in your tone
You've been high, oh, just as much
I'd never let you go (I'd never let you go)
I'd let the girl live right through my wallet
Give her all my things, empty my pockets
She takes me crossroads, far from things I know
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
I'd let the girl live right through my wallet (She's the fire under trees)
Give her all my things, empty my pockets (She's so far out of my league)
She takes me crossroads, far from things I know (She's a hurricane, I'm just a breeze)
There's no place like home (She's the time I love to waste)
There's no place like home
She's the fire under trees
She's so far out of my league
She's a hurricane, I'm just a breeze
She's the time I love to waste
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