Pine Island (feat. Charlame)
Bus stop
Shining in the moon
Maybe
City feels calm today I
Shuffle in my Burlington boots I
Notice they're on the way to
My house
That pretty little thing that reminds you of me
This road exchanges salutations with my old feet
But I keep' walkin
Down
Pine Island Road
Making my way through
Town
I'm walking home
And I keep on walking
Down
Pine island road
Man I'm just tryna'
Make it home
But now it's 4 AM
The streets are silent then
Oh yes it's 4 AM
And I'm alone again.
But I keep' walkin
Down
Pine Island Road
Making my way through
Town
I'm walkin' on home
And I keep on walking
Down
Pine island road
Man I'm just tryna'
Make it home
Bus stop
Shining in the moon
Maybe
City feels calm today I
Shuffle in my Burlington boots I
Notice they're on the way to
My house
That pretty little thing that reminds you of me
This road exchanges salutations with my old feet
With my old feet.
(Ooh!)
And now it's 5 AM
I'm tired and I'm dead
I think by 6 AM
I should be home by then
I look at everything
And notice how it changed
I wish I could go back
To how it was arranged.
And now it's 7 in the morning
Why am I mourning?
(I know its 7 in the morning
Why am I mourning?)
Shining in the moon
Maybe
City feels calm today I
Shuffle in my Burlington boots I
Notice they're on the way to
My house
That pretty little thing that reminds you of me
This road exchanges salutations with my old feet
But I keep' walkin
Down
Pine Island Road
Making my way through
Town
I'm walking home
And I keep on walking
Down
Pine island road
Man I'm just tryna'
Make it home
But now it's 4 AM
The streets are silent then
Oh yes it's 4 AM
And I'm alone again.
But I keep' walkin
Down
Pine Island Road
Making my way through
Town
I'm walkin' on home
And I keep on walking
Down
Pine island road
Man I'm just tryna'
Make it home
Bus stop
Shining in the moon
Maybe
City feels calm today I
Shuffle in my Burlington boots I
Notice they're on the way to
My house
That pretty little thing that reminds you of me
This road exchanges salutations with my old feet
With my old feet.
(Ooh!)
And now it's 5 AM
I'm tired and I'm dead
I think by 6 AM
I should be home by then
I look at everything
And notice how it changed
I wish I could go back
To how it was arranged.
And now it's 7 in the morning
Why am I mourning?
(I know its 7 in the morning
Why am I mourning?)
Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Jiménez
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