See, Oh Three - Beachwood Sparks

Planes, telephones and cars

Make things so very small

But two can still be so

Very far apart

When I love my

But when your heart finds what to adore

Hold on, hold on, hold on

I don’t want to awake

Today I have to leave this town

The road home can lead so

Far away from where I want to be

When I love my

But when your heart finds to adore

Hold on, hold on, hold on