The Woods
When's the last time you caught a sunset
When the world just stops and the hood's still hot
When ya lay it on back (tell me)
When's the next time you're gonna forget
What day it is, where the gravel ends
Cuz I'm thinking that
You need to put the city behind ya
Where no can find ya
Girl I think it's time ya
Get into that outdoor dirt floor stars for a ceiling
Come on back down to earth with some back road healing
Let that real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out of the woods, you gotta get back in em
I don't see no tan lines, and that ain't like you
The girl I knows a wildflower growing
Way off the map
She's a little bit mustang
I'm a little bit out there
We find ourselves in the middle of nowhere
In that outdoor dirt floor stars for a ceiling
Come on back down to earth with some back road healing
Let that real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out of the woods, you gotta get back in em
You need to leave the city behind ya
Where no can find ya
Girl I think it's time ya
Get into that outdoor dirt floor stars for a ceiling
Come on back down to earth with some back road healing
Let that real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out of the woods, you gotta get back in em
Let that real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out of the woods, you gotta get back in em
When the world just stops and the hood's still hot
When ya lay it on back (tell me)
When's the next time you're gonna forget
What day it is, where the gravel ends
Cuz I'm thinking that
You need to put the city behind ya
Where no can find ya
Girl I think it's time ya
Get into that outdoor dirt floor stars for a ceiling
Come on back down to earth with some back road healing
Let that real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out of the woods, you gotta get back in em
I don't see no tan lines, and that ain't like you
The girl I knows a wildflower growing
Way off the map
She's a little bit mustang
I'm a little bit out there
We find ourselves in the middle of nowhere
In that outdoor dirt floor stars for a ceiling
Come on back down to earth with some back road healing
Let that real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out of the woods, you gotta get back in em
You need to leave the city behind ya
Where no can find ya
Girl I think it's time ya
Get into that outdoor dirt floor stars for a ceiling
Come on back down to earth with some back road healing
Let that real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out of the woods, you gotta get back in em
Let that real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out of the woods, you gotta get back in em
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Allen Trussell, Steven Lee Olsen, Nicolle Galyon
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