Airplanes (исполнитель: The Local Natives)

The desk where you sit inside of a 
frame made of, made of, of wood
I keep those chopsticks you had from when 
you taught abroad, taught abroad, in Japan

I love it all so much
I call 
I want you back, back, back
You back

I did not know you as well 
as my father, father knew you
Every question you took the
time to sit and look it up,
look it up in the encyclopedia

I love it all 
So much I call 
I want you back, back, back
You back

I love it all 
So much I call 
I want you back, back, back
You back

Da da daaa ay

It sounds like we 
would have had a great deal to say, to say 
to each other 
I bet when I leave 
my body for the sky the wait,
the wait will be worth it 

I love it all 
So much I call 
I want you back, back, back
You back

I love it all 
So much I call 
I want you back, back, back
You back
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