Talk About L.A.

There are things that we both miss
Like our legs intertwined
When I get lost in a dream and I know I can't sleep
God damn it, I miss you tonight
There's a song that I'm writing
If you'd want to hear
I'll hold the phone to the strings and I'll sing what I think
But it's only for your ears

And you hold me for a million years
We talk about L.A
I know it's not what we had planned
But I still love this thing we made

Stubbed my toe on the door frame
Made you laugh for a week straight
Dumb little things I recall when I'm feeling real small
And you're gone, and you call, and you say that

You hold me for a million years
We talk about L.A
I know it's not what we had planned
But I still love this thing we made

I know it's not what we had planned
But I still love this thing we made

Run until I see the ocean
Hold onto the memory
Till' day it all goes slow motion, finally

And you hold me for a million years
We talk about L.A
I know it's not what we had planned
But I still love this thing we made

I know it's not what we had planned
But I still love this thing we made
I know it's not what we had planned
But I still love this thing we made



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Bradley, Kyle Cochran, John Fengya, Michael Pereira, Mark Siford, Matthew Prodanovich
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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