IHOP Song Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I would like to feel the grass
With my toes, every inch in this mile of a day
I would like to hold you close
In a post-pandemic, not-at-all-platonic way
I would have like to have met John Denver
Before the jet plane carried him away
I would like to take your hand
As we walk from this otherwise productive workday
I don't give a shit about deadlines
I can't come to grips with my death
I won't bother breathing down my own neck
So long as I still have breath
I would like to stay parked here
At this stoplight, until the red gives way
I would like to sit next to you
In the back of the IHOP on Federal Way
What do you say?
Oh, what do you say?