You've been running with the ghost again,. singing it's all gonna fall. like we're living a lie.. You've been tearing up these walls again,. ain't no place left here for a girl to hide..
Hometown remind me. Where I come from. Before the days of the hit and run. Running from the blue blights. Jumping trains in midnight. Never more alone or more alive.
She said I don't know if I ever really. Have ever really trusted anybody. And ain't nobody ever really known me. Except the ghosts that come each night to haunt me..
I was born a love child of the '70s. Touched down at Sacred Heart. Three boys in a treehouse family. Saw the lights from the reservoir. Mamma told me angels are watching us.
You'll never be ready,. even when you know it's gonna come,. and all of the memories,. beating my chest like a drum.. Feels like the last day,. oh, of the rest of my life,.
We were young, and we were brave. With our eyes wide shut in the choices we made. Well, you lit the match, and I got caught with the flames. . And your voice still rings out through my mind.
Well I pulled out of Nashville, with the sun on my windshield. Black 4Runner in the summer like a big deal. Apron at Starbucks, what you gonna miss me(?).
For every time the tears are falling down your face. Every night you heard those three words start to change. When your just close enough to know how far you're away.
La la .... . I was turning nineteen, on a cold December night. Burning like kerosine for nearly half of my life. And I barely had the GPA to make it out of Eugene.
You took the best of me. Best of me. And I'll never know. I'm left with the rest of me. Rest of me. And I can't. Let go. I'm waiting for a train thats not coming.
Born and raised under the rain and a Western Wind. Felt the weight trying to live up to they say I am.. Is it any wonder Shame comes calling my first name.
We found love in a stormy sky. Never needed no reason why. Danger always was a friend of mine. . When two hearts on fire collide. Call the preacher when the sparks will fly.