Lyrics: Thomas Bartlett/Andrew Woodson Black
Music: Thomas Bartlett/Andrew Woodson Black
Tight lipped at the salt lakes
The birds sing but the heart aches
Wading in the shallows
as he watched you from the shadows
You canĘžt be lost if you canĘžt be found
You can be hurt if you donĘžt make a sound
You canĘžt be lost if you canĘžt be found
You can get hurt if you donĘžt make a sound
Fading in the corners of your eyes
so you dive deep but you canĘžt hide
You canĘžt be lost if you canĘžt be found
You can be hurt if you donĘžt make a sound
You canĘžt be lost if you canĘžt be found
You can get hurt if you donĘžt make a sound
So please donĘžt wait to ask me if IĘžd walk you home
so please donĘžt wait cause IĘžd prefer to be alone
cause IĘžd prefer to be alone
cause IĘžd prefer to be alone
cause IĘžd prefer to be
cause IĘžd prefer to be
cause IĘžd prefer to be alone
Salt sands from the bottom of the lakes
stayed with you, now itĘžs falling down your face