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A-one, two, three and
Dressed in our finest in black and white
July, New York, hot summer night
That summer night
Gotta make it right
Missed our plane back from vacation
On the ground, train left the station
That summer night
Gotta make it right
Now riding on a horse that won't walk backwards
On my way to you
I'm on my way to you
The road is long and very windy
But it leads to you
I know it leads to you
I missed the verse, went right to chorus
Grabbed the trees and lost the forest
That summer night
Gotta make it right
We walked on the wreckage of my sunken ship
It helped us find the other side
That summer night
Tryna make it right
Riding on a horse that won't walk backwards
On my way to you
I'm on my way to you
The road is long and very windy
But it leads to you
I know it leads to you
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, it leads to you
When you stand on broken glass and all
It only makes you tall
It only makes you tall
Looking back, I could have done better
My rainy clouds did ruin the weather
That summer night
Gotta make it right
When I drop a word or skip a letter
This old cap gets another feather
That summer night
Tryna make it right
Riding on a horse that won't walk backwards
On my way to you
I'm on my way to you
The road is long and very windy
But it leads to you
I know it leads to you
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, it leads to you
When you stand on broken glass and all
It only makes you tall
It only makes you tall
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, it leads to you
The road is long and very windy
But it leads to you
I know it leads to you
Now I missed my verse, but found the chorus
Climbed the tree and saw the forest
This summer night
Gonna make it right
Dressed in our finest in black and white
July, New York, hot summer night
Gonna make it right
This summer night