Porches - Airport Terminal lyrics
[Porches - Airport Terminal lyrics]
When he's looking at you and he's swearing
'Cause, I'll be sweating salt
The same salt that curls in your hair
That beads on your chest
That daddy took you surfing in
Oh
Well I hope that you write a poem on a
'Cause heading north and Daisy got
Oh, baby get out of here
And if that plane ever lands
And if you come home maybe
We could start the band
Oh but mama until then
I'll work this one out
Oh
The warm breeze fills up all the cracks
And I sit on my porch and I try
To patch the holes in my head
Oh with confidence i won't let this go
Oh