Little Blue Jean
Take a moment, don't move too soon
For a slight tell, capture it in bloom
You're the dustpan and I am the broom
Help me sweep this room
Like a lily pad floating out
Or a gazelle running from the prowl
Like a cherry bitten by the mouth
Let the juice drip down
Little blue jean, walking with your eyes gleam
Swaying with the tired breeze
Trying to catch the lightning twice
Little blue jean, walking with your eyes gleam
Dancing through the bloodstream
Trying to catch the lightning
When the sun goes down to the ground
And our bed creaks like a field to a plow
When you glisten with sweat on your brow
Let the words fall out
Take a moment, don't move too soon
For a slight tell, capture it in bloom
I'm the dustpan and you are the broom
We can sweep this room
Little blue jean, walking with your eyes gleam
Swaying with the tired breeze
Trying to catch the lightning twice
Little blue jean, running through pastel greens
Stitching up a trail scene
Trying to catch the lightning twice
It reminds too, muddy boots and grass shoots
Feathered flight and tall roots
Trying to catch the lightning twice
Scars and leg bruise, little time and big truth
Loving you is a real proof that lightning does strike twice
For a slight tell, capture it in bloom
You're the dustpan and I am the broom
Help me sweep this room
Like a lily pad floating out
Or a gazelle running from the prowl
Like a cherry bitten by the mouth
Let the juice drip down
Little blue jean, walking with your eyes gleam
Swaying with the tired breeze
Trying to catch the lightning twice
Little blue jean, walking with your eyes gleam
Dancing through the bloodstream
Trying to catch the lightning
When the sun goes down to the ground
And our bed creaks like a field to a plow
When you glisten with sweat on your brow
Let the words fall out
Take a moment, don't move too soon
For a slight tell, capture it in bloom
I'm the dustpan and you are the broom
We can sweep this room
Little blue jean, walking with your eyes gleam
Swaying with the tired breeze
Trying to catch the lightning twice
Little blue jean, running through pastel greens
Stitching up a trail scene
Trying to catch the lightning twice
It reminds too, muddy boots and grass shoots
Feathered flight and tall roots
Trying to catch the lightning twice
Scars and leg bruise, little time and big truth
Loving you is a real proof that lightning does strike twice
Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Gue, Glenn Haider, Sean Collopy, Spencer Templeman
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