You
If you could go anywhere you wanted
Would you take me with you?
Slow dance under Christmas lights in the mall
I'm taking my chance with you
How? (How?)
How do you know me so well?
Do you know me so well?
How? (How?)
How did it get like this?
Did it get like this?
Christmas stars rain down like snow again
I'm getting older and you don't care
You make me feel young
You make my home you
You, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you
Violin strings in my head
Every working breath's a hymnal to you
I'd rather go first, be dead
Than to see a second in this world without you
'Cuz you're psychedelic
Talking 'bout you to my friends
Like you're a relic
There's no heaven that can replicate you
My mefenamic
We're two knotted tongues in bed
I'm really in over my head
But I'm taking my chance with you
December morning's frostbite cold again
I'm getting older and you don't care
You make me feel young
You make my home
I'd rival every storm you face
If I can see you when I pass away
I'd rather you bury me in vain
Than I bury you
It's such a shame
This isn't forever
But I know in every other life
I feel this way, too
You're everything I want
You make my home you
You make my home you
You make my home you
You make my home you
You make me feel young
You make my home you
Would you take me with you?
Slow dance under Christmas lights in the mall
I'm taking my chance with you
How? (How?)
How do you know me so well?
Do you know me so well?
How? (How?)
How did it get like this?
Did it get like this?
Christmas stars rain down like snow again
I'm getting older and you don't care
You make me feel young
You make my home you
You, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you
Violin strings in my head
Every working breath's a hymnal to you
I'd rather go first, be dead
Than to see a second in this world without you
'Cuz you're psychedelic
Talking 'bout you to my friends
Like you're a relic
There's no heaven that can replicate you
My mefenamic
We're two knotted tongues in bed
I'm really in over my head
But I'm taking my chance with you
December morning's frostbite cold again
I'm getting older and you don't care
You make me feel young
You make my home
I'd rival every storm you face
If I can see you when I pass away
I'd rather you bury me in vain
Than I bury you
It's such a shame
This isn't forever
But I know in every other life
I feel this way, too
You're everything I want
You make my home you
You make my home you
You make my home you
You make my home you
You make me feel young
You make my home you
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