"If it's the mountains' bending rivers
Then you will have them.
If it's the wish to run away, then I will grant it.
Take whatever what you think of,
while I go gas up the truck.
Pack the old love letters up,
We will read them when we forget why we left here."
Then you will have them.
If it's the wish to run away, then I will grant it.
Take whatever what you think of,
while I go gas up the truck.
Pack the old love letters up,
We will read them when we forget why we left here."