South
Faded sky, faded tan
Floorboard still full of sand
Summer heart's droppin'
Closin' up shoppin'
Lonely boardwalk, empty rides
Ghosts of lovers wave goodbye
The carnival's cryin'
Birds all flyin' south
I take a turn on your mama's street
Wishin' I could catch a peek
Of you on that front step
Like, "Boy, are you here yet?"
But I know the truth in the lonesome sound
Of the choked leaves when they hit the ground
Summertime's dyin'
Birds all flyin' south, yeah
Well, it might be over, you might be gone
Might not miss me, you might've moved on
But my love will be still hangin' around
When the birds fly south
I'm passin' Burke's and that neon sign
I laugh about the punch you threw that night
No, you never did like her
But I never thought you'd fight her
And if I close my eyes, I can feel your kiss
Taste the salt drippin' off your lips
But I'm brought back down to Earth
By a breeze so cold it hurts
Yeah, yeah
Well, it might be over, you might be gone
You might not miss me, you might've moved on
But my love will still be hangin' around
When the birds fly south
When winter sets in
When springtime rolls back to summer again, yeah
Well, it might be over, you might be gone
You might not miss me, you might've moved on
But my love will still be hangin' around
When the birds fly south
Floorboard still full of sand
Summer heart's droppin'
Closin' up shoppin'
Lonely boardwalk, empty rides
Ghosts of lovers wave goodbye
The carnival's cryin'
Birds all flyin' south
I take a turn on your mama's street
Wishin' I could catch a peek
Of you on that front step
Like, "Boy, are you here yet?"
But I know the truth in the lonesome sound
Of the choked leaves when they hit the ground
Summertime's dyin'
Birds all flyin' south, yeah
Well, it might be over, you might be gone
Might not miss me, you might've moved on
But my love will be still hangin' around
When the birds fly south
I'm passin' Burke's and that neon sign
I laugh about the punch you threw that night
No, you never did like her
But I never thought you'd fight her
And if I close my eyes, I can feel your kiss
Taste the salt drippin' off your lips
But I'm brought back down to Earth
By a breeze so cold it hurts
Yeah, yeah
Well, it might be over, you might be gone
You might not miss me, you might've moved on
But my love will still be hangin' around
When the birds fly south
When winter sets in
When springtime rolls back to summer again, yeah
Well, it might be over, you might be gone
You might not miss me, you might've moved on
But my love will still be hangin' around
When the birds fly south
Credits
Writer(s): Manny Medina, Dan Couch, Adam Browder, Eric Wigdahl, Kip Christian Moore, Dave Nassie
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