Ruthie (Minimal Recording) - Emily Wells

Wish we were getting on a plane

I wish you were running your hand through my hair

Say my name, say my name

Honey take me away from here

Honey take me away from here

Can you hold it there?

Can you carry, can you steer?

Is it too much, this burden to share?

I can promise I can pay

I’ll return it one day

But honey please please take me anyway

Honey please, take me away

On the other side of this mean twilight thre’s a clearing, or so I hear

Lik a child too late, like a mother in the street

Like an old cliché

Honey take me, take me away

Honey take me, take me away

Honey take, take, take me away