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Paintbrush
03:43
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I wake up, I watch you sleep
I'm in my room, your next to me
I haven't said, but just one time
I love you baby and I'm so glad you're mine
I am in pain, when we're apart
The love on my sleeve is the same in my heart
Your eyes like a paintbrush
The canvas is light
A medium that comforts
And cuts like a knife
So I'll go alone dear
And silence I'll hold
The wind at my front
Embracing the cold
And I'll take this cup
Drink up your lines
Swallow my own rights
And wait for a sign
And I haven't said, but just the one time
I love you baby, and I wish you were mine
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2. |
Stick To Me
02:10
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I left flowers on your porch today, can't find a reason why.
I don't expect for things to change or desire a reply
For a short time I was free, and I guess I still owe you that
But I won't wait up and you won't be back
Thought that those days were behind you when you'd run off with another man
I was the last other man that you'd run off with
But you won't stick to me, you'll always drift on open seas
So we were what we were but this is it
A song of love that fell apart puts a smile on my face
Puts chords to feelings, words that I've been searching for for days
The melody reminds me I gave you all the you required
But that was not enough to change your ways
Thought that those days were behind you when you'd run off with another man I was the last other man that you'd run off with
But you won't stick to me, you'll always drift on open seas
So we were what we were but this is it
Thought that those days were behind you when you'd run off with another man
I was the last other man that you'd run off with
But you won't stick to me, you're a bird and I'm a tree
My roots are deep but all you want's to spread your wings
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Home (feat. Caitlyn Mae)
04:10
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She walks from the mailbox, she feels her heart drop, as she reads "my dearest, her name"
I've got to be honest, the pen on white paper means as much as the words written say
you hear my voice every night on the phone, but I know you still feel so alone
But here's something tangible, though it's no hand to hold, just a tiny reminder of home
I know that you're busy, but we're talking less these days, not moving but distance has grown
I look on the brighter side, try to stay satisfied with all of the love that you've shown
and I hear your voice all the time on the phone, but right now I feel so damn alone
others still sing to me, you know it's hard to be so far away from home
I'm desperate to feel your head resting upon my chest, run my fingers down your side
our last kiss goodbye, your lips against mine is all I think about these lonely nights
sometimes I call, you don't pick up the phone, and I wonder if you're all alone
Or maybe you found someone
I know there's no other one
who makes me feel at home
You make me feel at home
I'm so far away from home
I'm so far away from home
So far away from you
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4. |
Like The Sun
03:30
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Don't shed a tear, there'll be peace when you are finally free
Give up the fight, don't make it worse than it will always be
'Cause there's always joy to find, even when it pours outside
And you'll rise up like the sun to the sky
There is a place you could see if these walls were not so high
And with your heart you could tear them down if you would try
And when the scales fall from your eyes and the dust to earth resides
Then you'll rise up like the sun to the sky
And when your feet touch the ground outside the world you've kept
You step inside all the dreams you paint inside your head
And when the breath escapes your lungs
And when you have finally died then you'll rise up like the sun to the sky
You'll rise up like the sun to the sky
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