I never get homesick
But I miss the apple of her eye
Vanilla skin and grapefruit lips
I miss the house where she
The house where she grew up
Old wood and red door
Plum trees and dry grass
On the pavement writing our names
I miss the street they renamed
The street that they renamed
I never get homesick
But I miss old man sea
Cold and shy, but
he treated us like kings and queens
Beneath the linen sheets
Telling secrets in the dark
All the things we were
All the things we're not
It was never enough
Never too much
I miss the street they renamed
The street that they renamed
Got to let it
Got to let it
Go to let it go
Got to let it
Got to let it
Go to let it go
Got to let it
Got to let it
Go to let it go
Got to let it
Got to let it
Go to let it go
And all the love we fought
All the fights we lost
Have to let it go
I have to let it go
It's not surreal at all
It's real but it's gone
I have to let it go
I have to let it go
And all the love we fought
All the fights we lost
Have to let it go
I have to let it go
It's not surreal at all
It's real but it's gone
I have to let it go
I have to let it go

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN