Take the long way home Just to let the song finish out Just to go see the farmhouse I always wanted to live in Roll the windows down Just to drive past the dead end The one where we got naked And lit off those sparklers Making wishes on weeds I'll tell you anything I know you'll keep it just between us To the other boys, godspeed Cause your sweet heart has a hold on me I'd like to keep Cut up magazines Pressed flowers in your poetry Stains from the blackberries are Covering my good jeans We exist in dreams Butterflies land right on the leaves 100 year old willow tree And you lay down beside me Making wishes on weeds I'll tell you anything I know you'll keep it just between us To the other boys, godspeed Cause your sweet heart has a hold on me I'd like to keep