Woorden: Vanessa Kafka. Bridges.

I was your consolation
There is love out there for you
And it smells like summer
And it's under your skin
And it rolls you up
Turns you inside out
And there's hesitation
There is fear and doubt

And it takes your heart away
And it takes your heart away

Over bridges in Rhode Island
And you're on my mind
And Sherwood is on the stereo
With the windows down

And they sing of home
And they write of love
And how it's lost and found
And then gone again

And it takes your heart away
Yeah it takes your heart away
And it takes your heart away

And while the West coast sun comes to sleep tonight
Stay a while with you in your summer bed
Till the East coast sun comes rising up
Till the East coast sun comes rising up