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Planet Her

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 01.11.2012

[Verse 1:]
There's a place I go where love grows wild,
Forever seems to go for miles,
Even when it rains the sun is shinin',
The dogwoods always in full bloom,
On my tiptoes I can touch the moon,
I'm eye to eye with clouds with silver linings,
It's like no place on Earth

[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her

[Verse 2:]
It's the ocean when the sun comes up,
Where Van Gogh's canvas meets the brush,
It's honeysuckle vines and chocolate candy,
It's a shotgun ride on an Angel's wings,
It's wakin' up in a perfect dream,
It's any time at all the time she's around me,
I'm in a brand new world, where

[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her

[Verse 3:]
It shines like a star,
It's a gravel road,
A front porch swing,
It's anywhere we are

[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her


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