Free
Jonathan Basquez
Bring me back to Tennessee
With your warm touch, it's settling
Stay for thirty more, I know you're leaving
My tired eyes are peeling
Three states away, no money
What do you wish for baby?
For one mind and body?
Come over here already
Oh how disgusting, you're fonder of me
Or I'll walk into the evening
Well I'm done chasing nothing, something's free
