Mat Kearney, Young Summer - The Conversation lyrics
[Mat Kearney, Young Summer - The Conversation lyrics]
You've been running with a 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
You know I tell you just like it is
Not gonna walk that far in
The scars of another guy
And I'm not gonna give up all of this
Ain't no room left here for me to fly
And if our love is a hurricane
Of broken phones and broken doors
Baby, you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
You use your words just like a criminal
Cut like a bullet from a gun
That shadow found me years ago
I've been bought
I've been shot with a lawless love
And if our love is a hurricane
Of broken phones and broken doors
Baby, you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
We build it up to tear it down
We let it fall right to the ground
All the words that we could bleed
Let it fly just you and me wasted pride
It comes in like rolling tide
We don't have to give up this fight
But, it's too late to give up tonight
And if our love is a hurricane
Of broken phones and broken doors
Baby, you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
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
You know I tell you just like it is
Not gonna walk that far in
The scars of another guy
And I'm not gonna give up all of this
Ain't no room left here for me to fly
And if our love is a hurricane
Of broken phones and broken doors
Baby, you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
You use your words just like a criminal
Cut like a bullet from a gun
That shadow found me years ago
I've been bought
I've been shot with a lawless love
And if our love is a hurricane
Of broken phones and broken doors
Baby, you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor
We build it up to tear it down
We let it fall right to the ground
All the words that we could bleed
Let it fly just you and me wasted pride
It comes in like rolling tide
We don't have to give up this fight
But, it's too late to give up tonight
And if our love is a hurricane
Of broken phones and broken doors
Baby, you know I can stand the rain
Let it lift us off the floor