We sit on the edge of the curb and
dream of the days to come round
Silhouettes and sunshine cascade
through our curtain call
Crinkled pages of empty love notes
fill up these empty sounds of
Laughter and goodbye and goodnight
Please don t go
Cheap clothes and cheaper perfume
Laughing at all these silly cartoons
I d rather be at home where I m with you
Whistle 2x
Spontaneous road trips to nowhere
Stale cigarettes and warm beer
I d rather be at home where I m with you
