I'll sleep on the floor
The Highbury's door is open Sunday morning
And I'll never feel lonely again
Watch football, drink red wine
A holiday for all of time
That's what I do when I'm not on the road
A set of clothes, a sleeping bag
Live wherever I lay my head
But I know that I'm not allowed to fall in love
I'll miss my flight, an open ticket
No need to get specific
Cause I could stick around for a while, if you like
A shopping list, a heating bill, a stubborn conversation
I'll try not to shy away from these things
All I can do, is sing my truth
If you ever sing it back to me is totally up to you
But I know, that I'm not allowed to feel at home
Cause tomorrow I'll be gone
Holy Pinto - Wisconsin Lyrics
Holy Pinto - Wisconsin Lyrics
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I'll sleep on the floor
The Highbury's door is open Sunday morning
And I'll never feel lonely again
Watch football, drink red wine
A holiday for all of time
That's what I do when I'm not on the road
A set of clothes, a sleeping bag
Live wherever I lay my head
But I know that I'm not allowed to fall in love
I'll miss my flight, an open ticket
No need to get specific
Cause I could stick around for a while, if you like
A shopping list, a heating bill, a stubborn conversation
I'll try not to shy away from these things
All I can do, is sing my truth
If you ever sing it back to me is totally up to you
But I know, that I'm not allowed to feel at home
Cause tomorrow I'll be gone
The Highbury's door is open Sunday morning
And I'll never feel lonely again
Watch football, drink red wine
A holiday for all of time
That's what I do when I'm not on the road
A set of clothes, a sleeping bag
Live wherever I lay my head
But I know that I'm not allowed to fall in love
I'll miss my flight, an open ticket
No need to get specific
Cause I could stick around for a while, if you like
A shopping list, a heating bill, a stubborn conversation
I'll try not to shy away from these things
All I can do, is sing my truth
If you ever sing it back to me is totally up to you
But I know, that I'm not allowed to feel at home
Cause tomorrow I'll be gone
Writer: Aymen Saleh
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