#16

It's been four years
Since I saw your face
The memories we shared
We shared a place
Gone is the time
That time amongst men
A time when we laughed
We spoke
We joked
Oh, as friends
I've been feeling down
How this came to be
The story of friendship
Of you and me
I once called you brother
To me the same
One that I needed
Wanted
Loved
I am to blame

Yeah we're getting old
And this can't go on
We could repair
Repave
Rejoin
These new roads we're on
Let's make a highway
To the sunset, we'll drive
We'll find the cove
A drink
A smoke
And settle down inside

The words that I wrote
Weren't kind to hear
That's known from the silence
Throughout the years
I've grown inside
Embracing a change
A change to my soul
My heart
My eyes
All but my name
I'll say I'm sorry
If that's what you need
Hell, I've dropped the story
Of who is to blame
This letter is different
Than ones before
If you accept
Say yes
Just call
I'll be at your door

Yeah we're getting old
And this can't go on
We could repair
Repave
Rejoin
These new roads we're on
Let's make a highway
To the sunset we'll drive
We'll find the cove
A drink
A smoke
And settle down inside



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Thomas Smith, Matthew William Walters
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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