
Threes Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
She speaks in small talk, it's her native tongue
Learned to hold her own hand, fits like a glove
Drugstore polish, can't shine me bright and new
I learned from the best, how to paint my blues
My mother's mother misses the ocean
And my mother misses who she used to know
On a beach, collecting shells of a person
And I miss everything that I've outgrown
Inside every woman is a little girl
Leave it all behind for the real world
Is it raining too, when you look outside
Do you close the shades, close your eyes?
My mother's mother misses the ocean
And my mother misses who she used to know
On a beach, collecting shells of a person
And I miss everything that I've outgrown
I had a dream where I let you down
Gripping steering wheels, couldn't turn around
I wake up and nothing's changed
But then I blink