Audrey Hepburn

My heart was a hellhound

Now my heart sits on your lap

My hands were always clenching

′Til I held yours, and you held them back

I wanted to be immortal

Now I'm fine with growing old

Cherries in the summer

Blackberries in the cold

Oh, take me back to the country, to the hills, and to the spires

I hate the after parties, I want forests, I want fires

Take me back to your parents

I was barefaced in the light you swore

I looked like Audrey Hepburn that night

I was chasing phantoms

Always starving, never full

Then you made me dinner

Where there was push, now there is pull

To you, like a magnet

I am drawn to your bones

′Cause love, when it's the right kind

Well, it always points you home

So take me back to the country, to the hills, and to the spires

I hate the after parties, I want forests, I want fires

Take me back to your parents

I was barefaced in the light you swore

I looked like Audrey Hepburn that night

Love was a myth, now it's my morning coffee

The one you leave me by our bed

I don′t need accolades or everyone to want me

′Cause you want me, and that's as good as it gets

So take me back to the country, to the hills and to the spires

I′ll trade the after parties for my baby by the fire

We'll go back to my parents

I′ll be barefaced in the light

You'll say, "You look like Audrey Hepburn tonight"