Lyrics: Ashley Cooke
Music: Ashley Cooke
Bouquets of flowers fill my counter top
And bottles of champagne waiting to be popped
And my phone is filled up with congratulations
Yeah, so many moments waiting to be framed
But the sun just started peeking through
And your arms are wrapped around me in this shirt from middle school
Your Tecova's by the door, half the cover's on the floor
And I trace my fingers over your tattoos
Yeah, I've been living dreams lately
But they don't hold a candle to
Waking up next to you
It's crazy to think you came so out of nowhere
And now everything feels different if you're not there
But how can a person feel like coming home?
I thought I was always meant for sleeping alone
But the sun just started peeking through
And your arms are wrapped around me in this shirt from middle school
Your Tecova's by the door, half the cover's on the floor
And I trace my fingers over your tattoos
Yeah, I've been living dreams lately
But they don't hold a candle to
Waking up next to you
Yeah, waking up next to you
Next to you, yeah
Hmm