Good Plates Songtext
von Michael Bernard Fitzgerald

Light the candles
On the back porch
Making dinner
With the stars tonight
Our friends are coming
They′ve escaped the race for the night
Air out here feels right
When you move I love watching
I long to
Get the good plates out with you
We hung those string lights
Yeah last summer I love the way they light
The path down to the barn
I long to
Get the good plates out with you
Invite your parents
Invite mine too
Our friends from the city
They're all coming through
I long to
Get the good plates out with you
Get the good plates out with you