Til It Thunders
I buy things when you're gone
To fill up space and hang on walls
'Cause my voice rings too loud in these empty halls
I buy things when your gone
I play our song when I'm alone
And shift my feet on every note
We don't dance to well, if we could we'd dance slow
If we could dance, we'd dance slow
Darlin' I must confess, the flowers on your dress
Have got a hold on me
And when all of our friends, have grown up and left
Baby hold on me
Cause we got some time and I've got your finger
And I wont let go til it thunders
You can't put your dreams on hold
Take it from a man who knows
But you say you're moving out, you're moving down to the coast
Cause you can't put your dreams on hold
And darlin' I must confess, the flowers on your dress
Have got a hold on me
And when all of our friends, have grown up and left
Baby hold on me
Cause we got some time and I've got your finger
And I wont let go til it thunders
Darlin' I must confess, the flowers on your dress
Have got a hold on me
And when we've outgrown these threads, grown up and left
Baby hold on me
Cause we've got some time and I've got your finger
And I wont let go til it thunders
To fill up space and hang on walls
'Cause my voice rings too loud in these empty halls
I buy things when your gone
I play our song when I'm alone
And shift my feet on every note
We don't dance to well, if we could we'd dance slow
If we could dance, we'd dance slow
Darlin' I must confess, the flowers on your dress
Have got a hold on me
And when all of our friends, have grown up and left
Baby hold on me
Cause we got some time and I've got your finger
And I wont let go til it thunders
You can't put your dreams on hold
Take it from a man who knows
But you say you're moving out, you're moving down to the coast
Cause you can't put your dreams on hold
And darlin' I must confess, the flowers on your dress
Have got a hold on me
And when all of our friends, have grown up and left
Baby hold on me
Cause we got some time and I've got your finger
And I wont let go til it thunders
Darlin' I must confess, the flowers on your dress
Have got a hold on me
And when we've outgrown these threads, grown up and left
Baby hold on me
Cause we've got some time and I've got your finger
And I wont let go til it thunders
Credits
Writer(s): Noah Guthrie
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