Carolina

I heard you left down to the Carolinas heard you were lookin' for yourself
So write a letter it would serve you better
I haven't heard from you in a year or so
When you left I thought the music died, you were the apple of my eye
When you left I thought you, you stumbled goodbye
You weren't ready for the words to come alive

Young love it took a bow, but I'm older wiser now
There must be something I'm missin'
Honey bee I'm in your spell, with you I could never tell
Hope the Carolinas treat you well (Oh, ooh, ooh)

Close my eyes and smell your wicked hands
The faded country grass and leather musk
Looking sideways my ears hot as an ember thinking
'This is what it's like to be in love'
When you left I thought the music died, you were the apple of my eye
When you left I thought you, you stumbled goodbye
You weren't ready for the words to come alive

Young love it took a bow, but I'm older wiser now
There must be something I'm missin'
Honey bee I'm in your spell, with you I could never tell
Hope the Carolinas treat you well (Oh, ooh, ooh)



Credits
Writer(s): Jasmine Goare
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