I Go To The Barn Because I Like The
Well i'd like to think i'm the mess you'd wear with pride.Like some empty dress on the bed you've layed out for tonight.Maybe i'll tell you sometime.
Time.sometime.
And you were right.
Right.
You were rightOutside by your doorstepIn a worn out suit and tieI'll waitFor you to come downWhere you'll find meWhere we'll shine