I think I’ll start it over, where no one knows my name,
I’ll get out of California, I’m tired of the weather,
I think I’ll get a lover and fly him out to Spain...
Oh yeah and I think I’ll go to Boston,
I think that I’m just tired
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind...
I think I need a sunrise,
I’m tired of the sunset,
I hear it's nice in the Summer,
I hear it's nice in the Summer,
some snow would be nice...
oh yeah…
Opening act: Colony House. My take: young, skinny jeans, Tennessee really? Good fun. |
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