Emma Burgess Massachusetts
Massachusetts wanna go
Will I see ya I don't know
My nose was cold you told me so
From eating syrup in the snow
Mama said there's nothin here to do
But pat your dog and have a brew
Goin makin out in cars
Sunset in the parkin lots
Oh I miss you so
Still so hard to let you go
And I wanna see
What you think of me
Make a wish and count to three
I always wondered what we'd be
Would we grow up and leave
And cut away those apron strings
I couldn't stay you understand
My daddy's just a drinkin man
My momma's actin up again
I had to make a bigger plan
Oh I miss you so
Still so hard to let you go
And I wanna see
What you think of me
As I get older now i know
That time is precious with your folk
Gramma's gettin old
And this distance getting harder all the Time
I wanna fly a silver plane
And fill a bottle with your rain
Bring it to california
Know i'm always thinkin of ya
