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77 is what they're predicting for Monday
I'm leaving on Sunday, I guess that I'll miss it again
We'll point the Jeep south, say goodbye to another snow day
Start at the verse, hit Florida by the refrain
The rain, it never falls on the Gulf of Mexico
But we're shivering and we're soaked like a Valentine in the snow
I'll run while you're sleeping and sleep while you're dancing in circles
Imagine that I am the singer in your favorite band
Wear the bear hat behind bars at the shop on the island
I'll think about building a fire and drink wine on the sand
The rain, it never falls on the Gulf of Mexico
But we're shivering and we're soaked like a Valentine in the snow
We'll be alright
The future still looks bright
We'll be alright
The rain, it never falls on the Gulf of Mexico
But we're shivering and we're soaked like a Valentine in the snow
The rain, it never falls on the Gulf of Mexico
But we're shivering and we're soaked like a Valentine in the snow
The rain, it sometimes falls on the Gulf of Mexico
But we're shivering and we're soaked like a dog with nowhere to go
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an ocean between us
distance is hard
We'll be together soon
throw a big party
Pretend its your birthday
Lasso the moon
Hop in my Chevy
Drive to the beach
Order spaghetti
Still things I can teach u
Only thing missing here is you
There's an ocean between us
V1
Days like this always remind me of the first time we met, raining outside
Don't u know in your glow you never got wet, and you caught my eye
Things have changed, that's true
Not as young as we used to be
But I fell for you... and u changed me
When you leave I can't wait til the day you get back, count the days down
There were times we spent a lot of time apart, glad it's less now
Things have changed, I see
Not as young as we used to be
But I fell for you... and u for me
Not another song about love
Like Paul said we don't need it
But I don't write enough from the heart
This one I believe in
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P Ferguson - Glory Glory
05:54
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Make me a Candle that warms
Through the emptiest storms in your arms
Dream me the Indian Ocean
Absent and cold as my heart
Grey is the ugliest color
Red is the darkest of souls
The taste of our birthdays are over
Now give me a rope and a Shovel
Glory, Glory from all angles
Heaven please send me a crown
I don’t miss the face of your anger
So send me a Rose and come down
My teeth have been used for tearing
My Tongue sings the filthiest song
This coat keeps me warm from the coldness that hides
And the Wildness from entering my mouth
May the fastest of runners keep up
Show me a fallen savior
Make me a man who will sleep all night
You are the emptiest Wish
You are the unspoken number
Added together it’s over it’s over
Sing Glory, Glory forever
Wrap me and fill me with life
Kiss me and turn all my levers
Turn me away when its time
The Comets are coming tomorrow
Young lovers are already dead
The sins of our fathers will linger forever
To make me your own Figurehead
You lie anyways
Stay away from me
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Baby, It's Coming Down
04:11
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you'd better park that Mustang
back in the garage
you don't wanna scratch that thing up
while your old man's out getting his
Swedish massage
you're a grown-up girl don't need
no one to tell you
what you need to do
but that summa bitch of yours
is gonna be the death of you
might as well come around
'cause baby it's coming down
they're closing the whole damn town
as white as your wedding gown
there's ice on the interstate
and honey, at any rate,
you might as well come around
'cause baby it's coming down
I think I had enough of the screaming
coming through my walls
screaming when he comes home
if he ever comes home at all
and then half an hour later
it's screaming again in two-part harmony
rolling like a river
just gonna lose itself in
someone else's sea
might as well come around
'cause baby it's coming down
they're closing the whole damn town
as white as your wedding gown
there's ice on the interstate
and honey, at any rate,
you might as well come around
'cause baby it's coming down
so face it, honey, he ain't coming home tonight
and you're better off alone
between the iced-out roads
and the strippers he's taken out on loan
got a frozen pizza and a decent box
of Chardonnay we could share
and we could toast who we could be
and we could toast the one who's never there
might as well come around
'cause baby it's coming down
they're closing the whole damn town
as white as your wedding gown
there's ice on the interstate
and honey, at any rate,
you might as well come around
'cause baby it's coming down
Dammit, honey, you don't wanna be a rag doll
something for the monkey wanna keep in his cage
not sure you even know my name but I know
I gotta get you out this pressure gage
might as well come around
'cause baby it's coming down
they're closing the whole damn town
as white as your wedding gown
there's ice on the interstate
and honey, at any rate,
you might as well come around
'cause baby it's coming down
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Chorus:
This Is The World
It’s all for you
You can find beauty in all that you do
Learn how to love
Live to be free
Raise a fist to the sky and make it work for you
Find yourself in a hat that doesn’t fit you right
Feeling trapped just like a lion in a cage
You need a vacation from reality
When you need to turn the page
CHORUS
I’ve been so worried that I fall on myself
I take an ocean of trouble in the space of a puddle
Curling tornado has to be a breeze
I’m baking a pizza with no dough and no cheese
I tell myself that it will be alright
The birds will keep singing and the sun will shine bright
Just find a piece of the puzzle you need
To keep the piece in your mind
Just take a walk and be happy
Just tell the window it’ll have to do a better job
Of what it dhows to you
Stay outside, don’t come in, fly away, find a better key
To open the door, get up of the floor
There’s so much more
Chorus 2x’s
I tell myself that it will be alright
The birds will keep singing and the sun will shine bright
Just find a piece of the puzzle you need
To keep the piece in your mind
Just take a walk and be happy
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Heart of Winter
If her dress could talk as well as it walked, oh the secrets it would tell
like where she went, the moves she made, and how she danced all by herself
If her eyes could cry as well as they lie perhaps she would be forgiven
The deals she made and the cards that she played are the glass slippers that she lives in
Where every deep sigh fixes her troubles is where she plans to go
Those good intentions taught by her mother they vanish like the snow
In the heart of the winter near Lake Ontario
Darkness is closer than anybody knows
Her birthday came and went, 39 years have been spent
but she celebrates each passing year by rebuilding her fence
The one made of gold with a shovel of steel
She works harder now than ever before, maybe this love will be real.
The watch her father gave her never helped keep track of time
Despite a lucky hand and a hungry heart she lives with a restless mind
In the heart of the winter near Lake Ontario
Darkness is closer than anybody knows
She’s a girl from the country
She’s a woman by design
She’s an Angel in waiting
Never will be mine
In the heart of winter near Lake Ontario
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