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The City of 5 Seasons - TGL
And I'm homesick with state lines
It's been running through my mind over 1 000 times
Oh how I miss the city of the five seasons
My home state the I O W A
I know it's not paradise
But I'll gladly suffer the 6-hour drives
And when I lay my body in my bed I'll know exactly why I came
I'll pray for the next flight home but settle for the highway
Grab my brush and bag so I can
Paint this map an equal shade of grey
To undivide the lines
The ring of the telephone in my ear
Speak the words that are so hard to hear
Three minutes of I miss yous and wish you were heres
It helps me see The how we chose to be
Has made us distant And the distance it means everything
I'll pray for the next flight home but settle for the highway
Grab my brush and bag so I can
Paint this map an equal shade of grey
To undivide the lines
And if this dance floor clears before the night is through
We'll just laugh and surrender our bodies
And I'll take her winters
And I'll take her summer heat
Just to be back home
I'll pray for the next flight home but settle for the highway
Grab my brush and bag so I can
Paint this map an equal shade of grey
To undivide the lines
I'll pray for the next flight home
I'll pray for the next flight home
I'll pray for the next flight home
