Shane Smith & the Saints - Whirlwind

Could you tell
That I was meant for you
Did you know from the very first kiss that
That I was it

Cause I was caught
I was caught in a whirlwind
And I could see your face but was lost
In my own head, my own head

It's like you came to me
Just like my favorite song
As though I'd heard you once
Before you came along
And you were short and sweet
But you hit my heart so strong
And though the years will pass
I'll always sing along
when I hear my favorite song

And now these dreams,
Hell, I guess they've come true
You're still young and green
You're pretty as the sky is blue

And now I run
I run on a highway
Oh but I send you photos
Of the places all along the way, every day

And you sing, babe
Come back home, home
You sing, babe
Please come back home
Come back home

It's like you came to me
Just like my favorite song
As though I'd heard you once
Before you came along
And you were short and sweet
But you hit my heart so strong
And though the years will pass
I'll always sing along
When I hear my favorite song

And you sing, babe
Come back home, home
You sing, babe
Please come back home
Come back home

It's like you came to me
Just like my favorite song
As though I'd heard you once
Before you came along
And you were short and sweet
But you hit my heart so strong
And though the years will pass
I'll always sing along
When I hear my favorite song

Written by:
DONALD ANTHONY DENNIS, FABIAN SMITH, IAN COLEMAN, MIGEL ORLANDO COLLINS, PHILIP BURRELL, SHAWN DAWSON, Donald Dennis, MIGEL COLLINS

Publisher:
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