Your Voice / Bethel, NY

I was starstruck
Across from the Starbucks
Sit on a curb, got some new Chucks
But I still don't got a check

Your voice plays in my head when I'm in bed
When I'm not feelin' confident
I hear it again, my hand's on your leg
I'm grindin' gears until the end (grandma went to Woodstock)

I'm rollin' Backwood in the back of the whip now
I'm drivin' and swervin' now (save your tears for us in seven years)
(You're mine, all mine)

At least now I know what I been feelin' (you're mine, all mine)
Girl, I ain't mad at this, 'cause none of it is real
(Grandma went to Woodstock)
There's no need to reinvent the wheel

Boy's up in the hills (Grandma's in Woodstock)
With his guitar, singin' about you

Your voice plays in my head when I'm in bed
When I'm not feelin' confident
I hear it again, my hand's on your leg
I'm grindin' gears until the end

Grandma went to Woodstock (I'm grinding gears until the end)
Grandma went to Woodstock (I'm grinding gears until the end)
Grandma went to Woodstock (I'm grinding gears until the end)
Why are we not taking (I'm not feeling confident)

Baby, I love you, goodbye (bye)
I thought we run out in paradise
It's sad at the end, I'm surprised (surprise)
I swear LaLa Land, always makes me cry
Rosé, a bucket of ice (ice)

Then I put one up to the rest of our lives
I'm alone on my sunset
Havin' way too much fun for me to go home
It's the kite by the trumpet
I look at the funeral down on my phone

Boy's up in the hills
With his guitar, singin' about you
Boy's up in the hills
With his guitar, singin' about you (common)

Boy's up in the hills
With his guitar, singin' about you
Boy's up in the hills
With his guitar, singin' about you
Boy's up in the hills
With his guitar, singin' about you

(Yeah, yeah, I'm inside a dream, yeah, singing)

There was a boy in the city
There was a girl, she was pretty alone
The playground they blew out got dizzy
But then the girl got so busy that she couldn't love him the same

He had to walk through the pain, he went missin'
Lucy and me on the trampoline, kissin' and he might not ever love that girl again
But girl, you'll always be more than a friend