Lyrics

So, I'm going away again Didn't hear the phone Too busy singing San Fran I'm home California knows And I'll be a while now it's a love hate feeling But are we in a dreamland or is this just pretend? Riding like a greyhound to play shows with my friends Something sweet unknown I think I've found my home They said romance was dead Sick as hell Hotel room Tiki bar Again, again Say that I'd kill to be in bed with you Wrap me up in déjà vu It's no surprise that I would pine for the dead But are we in a dreamland or is this just pretend? Riding like a greyhound to play shows with my friends Something sweet unknown I think I've found my home They said romance was dead And it felt just like a dreamland And I thought as much We were riding like a greyhound Am I out of touch? But I felt some purpose On this travelling circus I think romance is best
Writer(s): Leo Wyndham, Rupert Turner, Harry Deacon, Matthew Hodges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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