Homerun - The Brahms

She said: '

I'm starting a war today.' I said: '

You're already on your way, I know trouble will follow you.' Homerun, back where you started from shotgun.

Sing me another song.

Moron, keep your seatbelts on.

All wrapped up and ready to go, eyes on the sun and feeling the snow.

There isn't a place where we got to go.

Oh-oh-oh.

So far, we are just begun.

Fresh car, now the wheels are gone.

These parts are greater than the sun.

And I know what the future holds.

Seen her on the center boards coming, when you're ready or not.

All wrapped up and ready to go, eyes on the sun and feeling the snow.

There isn't a place where we got to go.

Oh-oh-oh.

All wrapped up and ready to go, eyes on the sun and feeling the snow.

There isn't a place where we got to go.

Oh-oh-oh.

There is a whisper in my head, it always tries to knock me dead.

All wrapped up and ready to go, eyes on the sun and feeling the snow.

There isn't a place where we got to go.

Oh-oh-oh.

All wrapped up and ready to go, eyes on the sun and feeling the snow.

There isn't a place where we got to go.

Oh-oh-oh.

All wrapped up and ready to go, eyes on the sun and feeling the snow.

There isn't a place where we got to go.

Oh-oh-oh.

All wrapped up and ready to go, eyes on the sun and feeling the snow.

There isn't a place where we got to go.

Oh-oh-oh.

Oh-oh-oh.

Oh-oh-oh.

Oh-oh-oh.