Portugal - Riley Pearce

We didn’t make it to Portugal

But someday we will

Stare off at the lights, over the moon they go

Or watch it all from the here

In the broken-down house

With a storm on the way

You will read and I’ll write songs

For the better half of our day

When it all goes bad

And when it all goes bad

There’s still someone here I call home

We didn’t make it to Portugal

That’s just how it went

But what you found when you weren’t looking

That’s how the best days are spent

When the sky opened up

We had to make it through town

I see my future in a red floral dress

And she smiles at this mess that we found

When it all goes bad

Yeah when it all goes bad

There’s still someone here I call home

You can hold me for warmth

And I’ll hold you 'cause I need ya

Yeah, that feelin' of home

And that’s just where I’ll meet ya

You were the fresh pair of socks

You were the right kinds of wrong

You were the well-timed distraction

You were my landin' song

You are my landin' song