Madeline Fretz - Ticket to the Tropics

Here I'm sittin' and it's getting cold
The morning rain against my window pane
While the world it looks so old and grey
Me and my mind I drift away

And I'm on my way to tropic islands
You would always say I was a dreamer, you were right

Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics
Forget our love and leave this place behind me
Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics
And prove myself that I can live without your love

Here I'm sitting in the middle place
Sun is shining on my face again
Think about the way it had to end
For now I'm sitting here alone

And it's like thе way we were togеther
I want you to know I'm gonna miss you, miss you bad

Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics
Forget our love and leave this place behind me
Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics
And prove myself that I can live without your love
Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics
Forget our love and leave this place behind me
Gonna buy me a ticket to the tropics
And prove myself that I can live without your love