Liv Hamilton - Tell Me Where Your Street's At

Strawberries in the sun
But you talk more of apple cider and homemade fudge
I grew up by the beach
But you know snowfall, little cities, and icy bridges in-between

When I was real young
I wrote a song describing everything I wanted out of love
And I've been so afraid
But you make everything feel like strawberry lemonade

Tell me where your street's at
I'm dying to meet ya
I can't hold the truth back anymore
You can read me sad poems
You wrote in your cell phone
I promise that I'll let my guard fall

You send me books as gifts
And always make sure you add your inscription
I give you rolls of film
Cause selfishly I wanna see the worlds you build

They say we'll beat the odds
That usually distance just tears people apart
But I would sail the sea
To get a glimpse of you and feel your energy

Tell me where your street's at
I'm dying to meet ya
I can't hold the truth back anymore
You can read me sad poems
You wrote in your cell phone
I promise that I'll let my guard fall
I promise that I'll let my guard fall
I promise that I'll let my guard fall

Written by:
Olivia Hamilton

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