Cabin Couch

I feel a lot of soul out here
I don't know if you do
Through the dirty windows it's clear
You see me, and I see you

So light the fire and forget the way back home
Lose the trail, stop the mail, try to hang up the phone

Let's be alone on that cabin couch
Come on in here, let's find out
If we still got what we had
And we don't mind the worn-out plaid
Maybe there's something about
Being down in here, let's find out, let's find out

You get some fresh air in this place
I hope you're breathing free
When the rainy morning shows its face
I see you, and you see me

Got the key from your brother
Got the time off from our jobs
Do you remember, was it summer
Was it the fall before we fell off
The mountain
Now we're back on top of that mountain



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Hart
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