Wednesday morning roun 5 o' clock
The day begins it never stop
We wake up to
A little light peaking on thru
Downstairs to the kitchen we go
Eat breakfast
Sip a cup of joe
On the counter there
I left you a rose
Next to a note for the airport
Quickly eat and puff a smoke
The TV blares and the stove is broke
No need to talk or Crack a joke
I packed your bags and we hit the road
Start the car and End the day
Knew this was coming round the end of May
But it's easier said than done
Made our bed and we had our fun but
(She's leaving home)
Paris France Spain and Milan
Rides in Venice staring up at the stars
Polaroid flicks
And postcards in script
Written to her family
That she will dearly missed
And the radio at night would play her favorite song
Can't hardly wait, Westerberg has his charm
2 weeks alone and 1 week in Prague
Days turn to month
And that's she want...
They say home is where the heart is
But what happens when you departing
Excuse me miss but please you'll have to pardon
My behavior but I'm just getting started
And I can say this with confidence
Or my use common sense
To State the obvious
Beyond the compliments
We are the opposites
Attracted to each other
Magnets for a mess
Wishing all the best
But only getting stressed
Staying for the s**
And fighting bout the checks
Issues addressed
Including your address
You leaving home
On a flight direct
That I can't intersect
But if I can interject
It's not too late
And I would just say
That how we came together is a measure of fate
But I guess it can wait as we pull up to the gate
The day begins it never stop
We wake up to
A little light peaking on thru
Downstairs to the kitchen we go
Eat breakfast
Sip a cup of joe
On the counter there
I left you a rose
Next to a note for the airport
Quickly eat and puff a smoke
The TV blares and the stove is broke
No need to talk or Crack a joke
I packed your bags and we hit the road
Start the car and End the day
Knew this was coming round the end of May
But it's easier said than done
Made our bed and we had our fun but
(She's leaving home)
Paris France Spain and Milan
Rides in Venice staring up at the stars
Polaroid flicks
And postcards in script
Written to her family
That she will dearly missed
And the radio at night would play her favorite song
Can't hardly wait, Westerberg has his charm
2 weeks alone and 1 week in Prague
Days turn to month
And that's she want...
They say home is where the heart is
But what happens when you departing
Excuse me miss but please you'll have to pardon
My behavior but I'm just getting started
And I can say this with confidence
Or my use common sense
To State the obvious
Beyond the compliments
We are the opposites
Attracted to each other
Magnets for a mess
Wishing all the best
But only getting stressed
Staying for the s**
And fighting bout the checks
Issues addressed
Including your address
You leaving home
On a flight direct
That I can't intersect
But if I can interject
It's not too late
And I would just say
That how we came together is a measure of fate
But I guess it can wait as we pull up to the gate