Paroles
I hold my hand close, next to yours
Do you feel the way that I do
I think that I could, be the man who's
Eyes are only on you
Folded blankets, sleeping bags
Empty beaches only sand
And the ocean we dove in, under the water
We feel our bodies sinking slow
And we're, on our way to find that place
That we can call our own
And we'll, drive for days through the misty haze
Take my hand my love
Draw the picture, of our future
Woven hands and open roads
To explore what is more, we can go anywhere
We'll plant a tree and watch it grow
And we're, on our way to find that place
That we can call our own
And we'll, drive for days through the misty haze
Take my hand my love
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
And we're, on our way to find that place
That we can call our own
And we'll, drive for days through the misty haze
Take my hand my love
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
And we're, on our way to find that place (ohh, ohh, ohh)
That we can call our own
And we'll, drive for days through the misty haze (ohh, ohh, ohh)
Take my hand my love
Take my hand my love