The Racquet - Backseat

Baby where did all the time go?
When did all the cement harden in your heart?
Baby come and see the time weave
You can take a back seat to a river in your heart
You never make a sound
When your dancing on the highway, highway
You're coming back around
When you're here I feel the sine wave, sine wave
When you're gone I'm slipping
Feel a chill and cut my hair
When the wind stop blowing
I pack my bag, I'm out of here
Crazy, wandering eyes
You're gonna try and split the atoms back to size
You never make a sound
When your dancing on the highway, highway
You're coming back around
When you're here I feel the sine wave, sine wave
When you're gone I'm slipping
I feel a chill and then I cut my hair
When the wind stop blowing
I pack my bag, I'm out of here
Baby coming back to see you
Coming back to see you
Coming back to see you
Baby, yeah
Baby, yeah

Written by:
Cory Brown

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