Tasha - Michigan

Won’t you sit with me for the afternoon
Before the echoes of my heart resume
We’ll smoke a cigarette, watch the day go by
Don’t you feel pretty in this fading light?
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Drive to Michigan, spend some time alone
Make good friends with the horses down the road
Oh I wish our dog was here with me
But I know he’s barking loudly somewhere warm and free
I can’t help but want him in our arms
But the ones we lose always return
(in the end)
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah