Summer in the Valley
Summer in the valley looking at the stars
and all the patterns that we think we can see
Fighting in the morning,
god you know you look good when
you're frowning and you're yelling at me
Hold me down and kiss me underneath the
tree just like the way you always wanted to be
Finding everything is beautiful and
glowing and I swear that I can just smell the sea
Hold the phone to your ear and I'll try to make sense
At the end of the year can I call you again?
(music)
Laying in the flowers,
talking to the cows about the problem with the hole in the sky
You look kinda sad I ask you what was wrong
you say "I've just got something stuck in my eye"
Walking through the hills to home it starts to
rain and we both ran just trying to keep out the cold
I hold you and I kiss you tell you that I
missed you and I'm sorry that I let you grow old
Hold the phone to your ear and I'll try to make sense
At the end of the year can I call you again?
(music)
I struggle with the sound I turn it up and
down but everything just keeps on sounding the same
Fantasies are fine but when they end up dying,
you've got nothing and there's no one to blame
Hold the phone to your ear and I'll try to make sense
At the end of the year can I call you again?
I will try to be clear
I will try to seem sane
At the end of the year if I still know your name
Your name
and all the patterns that we think we can see
Fighting in the morning,
god you know you look good when
you're frowning and you're yelling at me
Hold me down and kiss me underneath the
tree just like the way you always wanted to be
Finding everything is beautiful and
glowing and I swear that I can just smell the sea
Hold the phone to your ear and I'll try to make sense
At the end of the year can I call you again?
(music)
Laying in the flowers,
talking to the cows about the problem with the hole in the sky
You look kinda sad I ask you what was wrong
you say "I've just got something stuck in my eye"
Walking through the hills to home it starts to
rain and we both ran just trying to keep out the cold
I hold you and I kiss you tell you that I
missed you and I'm sorry that I let you grow old
Hold the phone to your ear and I'll try to make sense
At the end of the year can I call you again?
(music)
I struggle with the sound I turn it up and
down but everything just keeps on sounding the same
Fantasies are fine but when they end up dying,
you've got nothing and there's no one to blame
Hold the phone to your ear and I'll try to make sense
At the end of the year can I call you again?
I will try to be clear
I will try to seem sane
At the end of the year if I still know your name
Your name
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Wood, Jake Mcgovern, Owen Thomas
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