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Plans

Brandon Flowers

The pond is fed by July melted snow
That we watched fall from January windows
In our homeroom class
Teacher wondering how the hell they wound up here
So far from the plans they drew up years ago

When I stole away
On that three lane headed south
I didn't know the cards were stacked
I just knew I was wild about the desert wind
Whispering sweet nothings about
Gearing up and chasing down
A plan I drew up years ago

So hold me in your arms
I think I'm going under
Take your time with my heart
It's been rattled by the thunder
Of the all you got engine
Always bound for the big show
Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago

Gonna drive tonight
Let the windows down
Let the wind wash over me
Let the whole thing go
Lord it feels like a melody
Reminding me of the innocence
Of the plans I drew up years ago

So hold me in your arms
I think I'm going under
Take your time with my heart
It's been rattled by the thunder
Of the all you got engine
Always bound for the big show
Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago
Tonight I'm on the road with the plans I drew up years ago

So hold me in your arms
I think I'm going under
Take your time with my heart
It's been rattled by the thunder
Of the all you got engine
Always bound for the big show
Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago
Tonight I'm on the road with the plans I drew up years ago
Tonight I'm on the road with the plans I drew up years ago

Escrita por: Brandon Flowers