Passport from Autopilot by Mitchell Thompson

One day soon, I'll go back to Switzerland,
And find my bonde haired, eyes of blue,
And we'll be so happy again,
And she'll call me Mitchell, And I’ll call her Jane,
And that's all we'll ever need
Is to hear each other say each other's name,

One day soon, I'll go back to Amsterdam,
And find my brown haired, eyes of blue,
and we'll be as happy as clams,
And she'll call me lover, and I'll call her wife,
And that's all we'll ever need,
A title for each other's lives,

One day soon, I'll go back to Singapore
And spend a lonely afternoon,
Trying my best to ignore,
The way she calls me cheater,
The way that's she's so right,
And one angry afternoon proceeds into a hundred lonely nights,

• Acoustic
• Folk
• Psychedelic Rock
• Rock
• Sea Shanty
• San Francisco