Song length: 3:21
Trying to get back
Back to the place that we were
Pure and dangerous
Always just us versus the world
When we dated
Never a care on our minds
Grown complacent
Never the time to make the time
I had the damnedest day
You don't hear what I say
Your head's up in the clouds
I'm sitting next to you
In the exact same room
We're right here in LA
It's like you're in New York
LA to New York
LA to New York
You feel so fa-a-a-a-ar
LA to New York
LA to New York
Are we that apa-a-a-a-art?
"Work the weekend", keys to the cubicle
Go, tees, and sweat pants
They guarantee to keep it cold
Feel the distance, miles apart
In our beds, stay persistent
Gotta get out, inside our heads
I had the damnedest day
You don't hear what I say
Your head's up in the clouds
I'm sitting next to you
In the exact same room
We're right here in LA
It's like you're in New York
LA to New York
LA to New York
You feel so fa-a-a-a-ar
LA to New York
LA to New York
Are we that apa-a-a-a-art?
I know it's hard to say just what this is
A local long distance relationship
I know it's hard to say just what this is
A local long distance relationship
Come back, to me
Come back, to me
Come back, to me
Come back, to me
Baby come back, to me
Come back, to me
Come back
It's like you're in New York
LA to New York
LA to New York
You feel so fa-a-a-a-ar
LA to New York
LA to New York
You feel so fa-a-a-a-ar
YOU ARE READING
Saint Motel Lyric Book
RandomA book that contains lyrics to all the songs by Saint Motel. Includes: ‣Forplay ‣Voyeur ‣My Type ‣Saintmotelevison ➹Due to my Perfectionism I guarantee that the lyrics will be as accurate as possible.
