Like My Father(cover:Jax)
Lyrics by:Jacqueline Miskanic/Wayne Wilkins
I wanna come home to roses
And dirty little notes on Post-its
And when my hair starts turning gray
He'll say I'm like a fine wine better with age
I guess I learned it from my parents
That true love starts with friendship
A kiss on the forehead a date night
Fake an apology after a fight
I need a man who's patient and kind
Gets out of the car and holds the door
I wanna slow dance in the living room like
We're eighteen at senior prom and grow
Old with someone who makes me feel young
I need a man who loves me like
My father loves my mom
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