No one's gonna love you, quite like I do
Holding my hand
In the back of the car
On a sunday drive
Where the mountains are
Holding my heart
And your hands get wild
It's the summertime
Free as a child
No one's gonna love you, quite like I do
We were kids
I used to look you up
On your parents farm
Way after dark
Paint a picture of this memory
Cause I'm going, gone
I'll take that with me
No one's gonna love you quite like I do
Writer(s): Grant Jennifer Winnifred
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