In a house outside of D.C I dreamt that you were holding me But it was the arms of the reclining seat Where I slept perpendicularly I wanna say this simply I wanna make it pure I wanna be mine And I wanna be yours I wanna say this simply I wanna make it pure I wanna be mine And I wanna be yours In a hotel in Tennessee I dreamt that you were next to me Counting stars and softly speaking But the stars were just truck lights on the ceiling I wanna say this simply I wanna make it pure I wanna be mine And I wanna be yours I wanna say this simply I wanna make it pure I wanna be mine And I wanna be yours Say this simply Make it pure I want to be mine and yours Yours)