Kinfolk

by Bonaparte




The wind and the wheats, the moon on the lake
A wandering mind is all that it takes
For a hundred years, nothing much has changed around here
And I got, I got three more miles to go, 

I know, tonight the fireflies reflect in your northern eyes
Tonight, the fireflies, they shine in your northern eyes, 

Like kinfolk, 
Like cherry-stained fingers and watermelon lips
Like summer in the heart,
Like kinfolk

Like we were just kids, 
But I got your back and you got mine, you got mine

Run through the field, our favourite song
Hidden in the grass where I belong
I follow the white light, and the headlights
The sound of the crickets, like a wave
I got one more mile to go

I know, tonight the fireflies reflect in your northern eyes
Tonight, the fireflies, they shine in your northern eyes, 

Like kinfolk, 
Like cherry-stained fingers and watermelon lips
Like summer in the heart,
Like kinfolk

Like we were just kids, 
But I got your back and you got mine, you got mine

You got mine

Put your hand outside the car window, 
If youre going like this in the wind, you can make it sing

Put your hand outside the car window, 
If youre going like this in the wind, you can make it sing

Tonight the fireflies reflect in your northern eyes

Like kinfolk, 
Like cherry-stained fingers and watermelon lips
Like summer in the heart,
Like kinfolk

Like we were just kids, 
But I got your back and you got mine, you got mine

The wind and the wheats (kinfolk), the moon on the lake
A wandering mind is all that it takes

Run through (kinfolk) the field, our favourite song
Hidden in the grass where I belong

You got mine (Like kinfolk)

Like kinfolk

You got mine

Written by: MELISSA JUNDT, TOBIAS JUNDT, JOSE ANTONIO GARCIA SOLER

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