Devotchka

You and I look good together
This day is getting a lot better
Let's get inside out of this weather
And there is no one loves you better
Than me my dear
You and I we're not so different
Exhaustible and inefficient
Following our intuition
To get back home
To get back home again
Our departure hour is getting closer
You are glowing like phosphorous
Of all the things I'll miss the most
If we ever get back home