allergic to wool, so instead of sheep
I'm counting stars
Trying to put miles between her and me,
But I know I can't outrun the memories
And the clickety clack of the rails is my lullaby
But lullabies don't work when the tears wash the sleep
out of your eyes.
allergic to wool, so instead of sheep
I'm counting stars
Trying to put miles between her and me,
But I know I can't outrun the memories
And the clickety clack of the rails is my lullaby
But lullabies don't work when the tears wash the sleep
out of your eyes.
This town has chewed me up and spit me out.
I arrived a young man full of hopes and dreams
I leave an old man full of whiskey and doubt
This town has chewed me up and spit me out.
I arrived a young man full of hopes and dreams
I leave an old man full of whiskey and doubt