Love Is A Place - Metric

There’s spring in the air

They’re sweeping the streets

Wind is a breeze

The sun becomes her he agrees

What’s holding up her face?

Nothing but blue skies

Passage ways to windows

That don’t close

Where do you live?

Love is a place

Where are you from?

She says, ask yourself ask anyone

What’s holding up her face

Nothing but blue skies

Passage ways the mind’s eye

Contemplates