Love is the battlefield and i'm the reporter ducking for cover
Watching the airport clear out waiting for a lost lover
The guards looking at me crazy but she might come through that gate
And we can just drive off into the sunset on a blank slate
A Manitoba rock carved with initials from our first date
And I don't mean to intrude but you are the reason I stand in this long coffee shop line I can't stand
I'm a little tired and your tired and we both struggle to meet the cash demand
Kinda figured we could both use a warm place to rub our feet at the end of the day
And soft whispers in each others ears
"Everythings going to be ok"
"Devon, devon, wake up!"
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