River Love
Angus Stone
Headed north to San Francisco
Wild horses in my head
See her looking out the window
Will she bring roses when I'm dead
Do I love her for her beauty?
Do I love her she makes me smile?
Do I love her cause it's my duty?
But I guess we'll never really know
I guess we'll never really know
Will we ever really know?
Ah la la la la la la la
Really know
Headed north to San Francisco
Wild horses in my head
See her looking out the window
Will she bring roses when I'm dead
Will she bring roses when I'm dead
Ah la la la la la la la
Ah la la la la la la la