"Kid" lyrics

"Kid"

And I was there, on the upside
And I touched the sun, made a wish for you
And if I say it's my desire to see you two
So good, I'll wait patiently for the moon

I count the days 'till I will see you
'Cause I'm miles away and kid, I love you
We'll drive away with your hair out the sunroof
We'll be miles away, and I will love you
(I'll see you soon)
(I'll see you soon)

I remember when, it was dungarees
You put me in a headlock, I'm swiss cheese
I was dead, I was down, oh how you lift me up
Just put on your song, it makes you sing aloud (sing aloud)

I count the days 'till I will see you
'Cause I'm miles away and kid, I love you
We'll drive away with your hair out the sunroof
We'll be miles away, and I will love you

And I'll see you soon, and I'll see you soon
And I'll see you soon, I'll, I'll

I count the days 'till I will see you
'Cause I'm miles away and kid, I love you
We'll drive away with your hair out the sunroof
We'll be miles away, and I will love you
I count the days 'till I will see you
'Cause I'm miles away and kid, I love you
We'll drive away with your hair out the sunroof
We'll be miles away, and I will love you


Writer(s): Leo David Wyndhan, Matthew Macdonald Hodges, Rupert Hugo Pendray Turner, Harry James Deacon, Jens Kuross
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