Ireland

When I grow up, I want to live in a home with wildflowers by the front gate
Set up on some land, somewhere north in Ireland with a porch and a tire swing
Oh, I want to find myself there someday
Oh, I want to find myself there someday
When I find love, I want it to be like all that I know it should be
I want it to be lovely, so that I can tell the stories
Not because I heard them, but because they are mine
Oh, I want to find myself there someday
Oh, I want to find myself there someday
When I grow old, I want folks to come around and sing me songs of youth
Remind me of the time that I moved to Ireland, just to be with you
Oh, I want to find myself there someday
Oh, I want to find myself there someday