[Verse 1]
Well, he's a loose cannon, foolish man who needs some medication
She's a shoe-tied, blue sky, honeymoon vacation
He's a fixer-upper, skipping supper, hates an obligation
She's a Friday night
He's a bad dream, nicotine, druggie complication
She's a peace sign, teatime drinker on occasion
He's an East Coast, jeans rolled, no communication
She's a welcome sign
[Chorus]
But I believe they're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
Yеah, I believe thеy're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
[Post-Chorus]
Mm-hmm
[Verse 2]
He's a Ford truck, door shut, runs from conversation
She's an open ear, souvenir, reads the situation
He's a no thought, record shop, slutty on occasion
She's a night in Rome
He's a piece of work, dirty shirt, needs evaluation
She's a pinkies up, pixie cut with plenty of motivation
He's a whiskey-drinking, barely thinking, got no destination
She's the plane ride home
Well, he's a loose cannon, foolish man who needs some medication
She's a shoe-tied, blue sky, honeymoon vacation
He's a fixer-upper, skipping supper, hates an obligation
She's a Friday night
He's a bad dream, nicotine, druggie complication
She's a peace sign, teatime drinker on occasion
He's an East Coast, jeans rolled, no communication
She's a welcome sign
[Chorus]
But I believe they're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
Yеah, I believe thеy're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
[Post-Chorus]
Mm-hmm
[Verse 2]
He's a Ford truck, door shut, runs from conversation
She's an open ear, souvenir, reads the situation
He's a no thought, record shop, slutty on occasion
She's a night in Rome
He's a piece of work, dirty shirt, needs evaluation
She's a pinkies up, pixie cut with plenty of motivation
He's a whiskey-drinking, barely thinking, got no destination
She's the plane ride home
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