Run my finger
down the window
paint a picture

it is so cold
lonely in Idaho
turn on late night blue light,

hotels, early flights,
and I don't know


everything is gonna change
everything is gonna change
for the good


Oh on the eastern shore
the ocean was all I came for

i tuned your old guitar
dig a pony,
water, mason jar,

it's "anything you want"

I can hear you whistling

while you're getting your
dresses made
getting lost under the summers

by the lake
if we decide to go


everything is gonna change
everything is gonna change


in the distant sea
you could be my queen
we could float away on a bumble bee

in my dream
the castle on King
somehow flys away


everything, everything is going to change
everything is