Laguardia made you late and I got tired of waiting
Cause this does not feel like a holiday
Even with the fresh bread baking downstairs
I hope you get home soon
Cause we said love was just like youth
That it was time worth wasting
We said young love felt like a holiday
It felt like fresh bead baking downstairs
I hope you get home soon
It's enough if you're saying that it's love
I'm gonna wait, gonna wait
Gonna make it home...
Laguardia made you late...
Writer(s): William Michael Grubbs
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