Lyrics
Missing posters on telephone poles
Wonder if they'll ever make it home
Take my picture tack it up
I'm so tired, I think I've had enough it's true
I used to love you
I want to live in the wind with a good girl next to me
By the river, we'll unravel and get so lost in ourselves
That you won't believe it's true
I want to get lost with you
I want to live in the wind with a good girl next to me
By the river, we'll unravel and get so lost in ourselves