When the road was wide
We walked side by side
Where it narrowed one fell behind
It was okay in those days
We were headed the same way
Didn't care who'd get there first
You copy you paste you lose
So your bird can sing
It's a beautiful thing
And you taught her all the songs we knew
But your bird, your bird, makes up all her own words
Which is just what I loved about you
Coming off of Cape Ann
Head to toe salt and sand
And the stain of the yellowing foan
The Atlantic, she loves you, you're the one who got away
And she wants you back home
When the road is wide
We walk side by side
Where it narrows one falls behind
It's okay, it's okay, we're all heading the same way
I don't care who gets there first
Coming off of Cape Ann
Head to toe salt and sand
And the stain of the yellowing foan
The Atlantic, she loves you, you're the one who got away
And she wants you back home
The Atlantic, she loves you
And she wants you back home
The Atlantic, she loves you
And she wants you back home
The Atlantic, she loves you
You're the one who got away
And she wants you back home
She wants you back
She loves you
You're the one who got away
The Atlantic, she loves you
You're the one who got away
She loves you

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