There's something about you. That reminds me of all those times. When I wasn't sorry, when I wasn't blue. The cherry moon it shone down on us. Under the stars shining down every one for you.
I want to go to Magnolia Mountain. And lay my weary head down. Down on the rocks. On the mountain my savior made. Steady my soul and ease my worry. Hold me when I rattle like a hummingbird hummin'.
The mirrors in the room go black and blue. On a Sunday morning in her Saturday shoes. We don't choose who we love. We don't choose. . The lights over the Midway melt on the street.
All I wanna do is get up, is get up, is get up. In the morning, in the morning. And not wanna die. . I feel alright when I think about you. Walking through a star field covered in lights.
Something in the way she eases my mind. And lays me 'cross the bed til I close my eyes. Stirs me in the morning til I can never be satisfied. . I leave Carolina every night in my dreams.