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Written by：Liz Drummond/Hannah Field/Annie Hamilton

Jet setter

I think I better go

It's been five years

Waiting for the snow

Blind man if I heal you could you tell me

How to go

Where I can be

'Til we get

'Til we get

'Til we get home

'Til we get

'Til we get

'Til we get home

Don't let us

I'm getting better now

Don't wanna go

Still keep coming down down down

Your fine line in my mind babe

Kills me right there

You're keeping me behind you

All I wanna do is find you

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home

Jet setter

I think I better go

It's been five years

Waiting for the snow

Your fine line in my mind babe

Kills me right there

You're keeping me behind you

All I wanna do is find you

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home

'Til we get

'Til we get

'Til we get home

'Til we get

'Til we get

'Til we get home

'Til we get

'Til we get

'Til we get home

'Til we get

'Til we get

'Til we get home

I don't think we'll ever know 'til we get home