Lonely Days Quiet Nights

Fresh paint and candle light on these four walls
Not wanting to admit I'm tired of feeling small
I'm still an idealist all through my bones
Trying to be better
On my own

What's one more Friday night sitting at home
With just one string of lights keeping up the glow
I'll try to be patient a little while more
Wanting to be better
On my own

Lonely in my days, quieter nights
Hoping it's a phase that I'm scared of free time
Reaching for the feeling of when I was 17
Lost in a daydream, lonely

I'm watching weeks go by like I'm not there
Craving nostalgia's high, but time's never been fair
I just can't take no more introspection
Learning to be better
On my own

Lonely in my days, quieter nights
Hoping it's a phase that I'm scared of free time
Reaching for the feeling of when I was 17
Lost in a daydream, lonely



Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Gorman, Devon Oakley
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