Storm

I found my light
In the storm
In your eyes
When it pours
When it pours

I keep my mind
In a safe
Locked away
You said I saved you this time
Oh this time

Try to keep this old flame cool
I fade with your tattoos
I found my piece of mind
But these hands don't feel like mine
They've done things I wouldn't remind anyone of

I tried my hand
Rolled the dice
But this life's too hard on me now
Maybe next round
Maybe next round

Pick up that pick girl
That guitar won't play itself
I know you've taken a few hits girl
If you couldn't tell
If you couldn't tell

Try to keep this old flame cool
I fade with your tattoos
I found my piece of mind
But these hands don't feel like mine
They've done things I wouldn't remind anyone of

Try to keep this old flame cool
I fade with your tattoos
I found my piece of mind
But these hands don't feel like mine
They've done things I wouldn't remind anyone of

Pick up that pick girl
That guitar won't play itself
I know you've taken a few hits girl
I know you've taken a few hits girl

Try to keep this old flame cool
I fade with your tattoos
I found my piece of mind
But these hands don't feel like mine
They've done things I wouldn't remind anyone of
Anyone of



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Gott
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