In a house outside of D.C
I dreamt that you were holding me
But it was the arms of the reclining seat
Where I slept perpendicularly
I wanna say this simply
I wanna make it pure
I wanna be mine
And I wanna be yours
I wanna say this simply
I wanna make it pure
I wanna be mine
And I wanna be yours
In a hotel in Tennessee
I dreamt that you were next to me
Counting stars and softly speaking
But the stars were just truck lights on the ceiling
I wanna say this simply
I wanna make it pure
I wanna be mine
And I wanna be yours
I wanna say this simply
I wanna make it pure
I wanna be mine
And I wanna be yours
Say this simply Make it pure
I want to be mine and yours Yours)