O l a
The finchesLet's circle 'round your home town
Work's got you hanging low
You need a break
Oh, how I wish you would
Show me your childhood
The malls where you pose
Still lawns that you claimed
And this home must be worth its weight in gold
We'll never know, we'll never know
Well, not till it's gone
And still, I'd rather have your hand to hold
Oh this I know, yes, this I know
I'm going to hold on
The roses blowed right off their hills
We'll hang our heads
Like daffodils
Teapot cruise
Oh, even two
Oh, we have to leave so soon
Now we're gone
Show me the valley when
Your sister says you stole oranges
Long leafy branches bend
Let's leave them there
Takin' the highway home
Smilin' on the mobile phone
Tail-lights burn lattices into the night
And this road might be worth its weight in gold
We'll never know, we'll never know
Well, not till it's gone
And still, I'd rather have your hand to hold
All of the gold I'd care to own
Shines here in your palm