There's a place that I like to go Where the air is quiet and the dandelions glow And the summer there is warm and known And the cricket chorus fills the forest
I see the moon's big, beautiful shine Right down the middle of the country road line And some friends of mine are waiting at home And they have a fire there, already going
My head humming like a car at night While the bird's sleep and all the moth's are in flight Looking up to see the satellite And I get a chance to think, about how you were rightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.