Warm August Nights

Hey
We haven't talked in days
I hope you're well
I'm okay
And I wasn't thinking about you anyway

When we spoke last
I stormed out your back door
You said I was insecure
By God, I think you're right

Get me out of the spotlight
And take me back to those warm August nights
While my records play at your bedside
Swaying in your candlelight

I admit I was selfish
But I can't admit when I'm wrong
So I tell myself every day
That I don't need you here anyway

These long roads I travel
With nothing but freedom in sight
Yet I hang my head and I cry
And long for your familiar smile

Get me out of the spotlight
And take me back to those warm August nights
While my records play at your bedside
Swaying in your candlelight
While my records play at your bedside
Swaying in your candlelight



Credits
Writer(s): Landon Morris
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