Take me somewhere where the summer never ends,
 And we count the seasons by the corners of your bed.
 Today the dog sleeps in and we dress ourselves in blankets once again.

 'Cause there's a list of plan that I've been meaning to make
 But every day is just a promise that I'll break,
 So fold your maps until the miles can't take me away again, me away again.
 [bad word] close [bad word] close
 I've paid my debts to distance,
 And earned my share of home.
 Sing slow, sing slow
 So if I'm gone before the morning's set aglow
 You're not alone.

 And I know every minute feels like it's a week,
 So hang the picture frames along the walls so you can see The glossy paper
 memories of nights you didn't have to wait on me,
 And that's how we'll stay.
 [bad word] close [bad word] close
 I've paid my debts to distance,
 And earned my share of home.
 Sing slow, sing slow
 So if I'm gone before the morning's set aglow.
 You're the home that I saw through the woods from the side of the highway,
 And the dim glow of your lights through the trees still make it harder and
 harder to leave.

 Take me somewhere where the summer never ends,
 We count the seasons by the corners of your bed,
 And you fold your maps until the miles can't take me away again, me away again.
 [bad word] close [bad word] close
 I've paid my debts to distance,
 And earned my share of home.
 Sing slow, sing slow
 So if I'm gone before the morning's set aglow
 You're not alone.