Cold
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I'm 319 country roads
Deep cut Dolly on the radio
Corn fields and lavender sunsets
Hair tied up and windows down
Nothing to do just drive around and count
Old barns standing on their last leg
I'm a songbird singing in the dead of night
September came and I took flight
Summer never rolled around
Cause I got hooked on heading south
But something in the wind blows my mind back home
Guess I miss the simpler times
From time to time I wanna fly
These greener pasture wings up through the snow
Yeah sometimes I just wanna be cold
Homemade pottery signed '08
In my moms cabinet still to this day
Packed everything I could fit, the rest she just hangs on to it
Like that senior prom dress she swears she'll sell
Or that picture on the fridge, didn't paint her too well
I guess part of me never left
I'm a songbird singing in the dead of night
September came and I took flight
Summer never rolled around
Cause I got hooked on heading south
But something in the wind blows my mind back home
Guess I miss the simpler times
From time to time I wanna fly
These greener pasture wings up through the snow
Yeah sometimes I just wanna be cold
Cold
I wanna be cold again
Six years old again
Before those memories get to melting like the snow again
Guess I miss the simpler times
From time to time I wanna fly
These greener pasture wings up through the snow