Lyrics

My whole life I was a ghost My memory lost out in the lights Speedin' someplace off the coast Tears runnin' down my eyes. So fall into me if you must But be forewarned Look up, look up, look up to the sky Past the freeway Like I've got nothin' to say Traffic is mumblin', the birds are still singing Their twentieth call of the day Their twentieth call of the day. Emptiness is an empty drawer That used to smell just like your perfume A stack of records lined up to play But nothing plays The stereo is just on. So fall into me if you must But be forewarned Look up, look up, look up to the sky To the light Through the trees where the shadows play Traffic is mumblin', the church bells ring Their twentieth call of the day Their twentieth call of the day. I'd wait around here forever Just to hear you say my name again I will remember all the things you said I will remember all the things we did. So fall into me if you must But be forewarned Look up, look up, look up to the sky To the light Through the trees where the shadows play Traffic is mumblin', the birds are still singing Their twentieth call of the day Their twentieth call of the day.
Writer(s): Ryan Adams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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