Bright Lights - Days In December
Spill my words out like water on the floor I've waited here and I'm too far gone Second listen. (I'm waiting) Dying season Too late hold tight Were Moving Overjoyed I see again Too late hold tight Were moving now Red Lights I follow home tonight And I never cried To feel like it was something That it was better than all those days I'll make you laugh twice as loud As I search to speak the words, that I've never said before Ill make you laugh twice as loud And I never cried And ill admit I don't understand To feel like it was something That it was better than all those days.
Artist: Days In December
Title: Bright Lights