Well I'm miles away from sunshine
Can hold my head high
Don't lose, honey if I don't want to
And I don't mind being rained on
As long as I hear a good song
I can choose, anybody but you
All I mean to say
Is if I ever come along on this day
All you have to do
Is open up your door and let me walk on through
Kitchen breeze on your skin and through your hair
Like I was never there
Well it's a Midwest sunset story
One about being lonely
And holding hands with guns and bottles of gold
Well these guns, they're meant for shooting
And bottles were meant for losing
All this gold you swore you never would have sold
All I mean to say
Is if I ever come along on this day
All you have to do
Is open up your door and let me walk on through
Kitchen breeze on your skin and through your hair
Like I was never there
All I mean to say
Is if I ever come along on this day
All you have to do
Is open up your door and let me walk on through
Kitchen breeze on your skin and through your hair
Like I was never there
Kitchen breeze on your skin and through your hair
Like I was never there

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