Where could we ever go, where the party’s all we know? Cause this little light, oh it’s gonna shine.
Yeah where could we ever go?
Cause I got a long love, of life….
This life’s all I got, gonna give it more than one chance.
I get opinionated when it comes to an avalanche,
wanna see my baby dance,
never feel he can’t.
Needs more than a few trees, needs a summer breeze.
Needs more than a little air to breathe, real sweet, with a mean streak.
Needs more than blood to feed the soil,
can’t keep feedin’ baby on that motor oil,
or the sound of the gun fire, cause it’s wicked and it’s wild…. More time, they keep saying more
time, like time’s some sort of coalmine dove. But Canary’s barely breathing,
that little bird is wheezing, singin’ “What we really need is love, what we
really need is love. Love love love love