Soft Sound of Your Voice

Stay here now
I haven't finished figuring you out
I'd like to butter you up to your eyes
Before the first time the sun comes up

The soft sound of your voice
Makes me wrangle with all of my fears
And I'm a little bit undone
I'm a drink beyond knowing a good time to run

In the confusion of desire
I'm forgetting that I've got a ring on my hand
But now the memories come back
And I suddenly notice that you're not my man

Stay here now,
I haven't finished figuring you out
I'd like to butter you up to your eyes
Before the first time the sun comes up

Do I not have a choice
To go home now,
To go home now

'Cause I'm outta my mind
And I don't wanna wake up all covered in shame
So I'll sit here a while
And I'll make up my mind as you're holding my hand

Stay here now
I haven't finished figuring you out
I'd like to butter you up to your eyes
Before the first time the sun comes up

Go home now
Go home now



Credits
Writer(s): Gregor John Donaldson, Nicholas Thomas Packer, Jill O'sullivan
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