The Roads Below - Felt Like Ours

We were tiptoeing down the hall, breaking every single curfew law
We'd flip the station, but we'd keep it low. Five minute drive to an empty home
A pool in the back and a rope swing. Little Maumelle River kept the grass green
Getting lost, looking up at the ceiling. The door's locked, thank God I had a key yeah

Two thousand square foot view from an unfinished house on a cul-de-sac
We made it ours, even though nobody owned it yet
We didn't close our eyes for one minute. Even when we should've we didn't
Yeah, time went by and I stole your heart. In a house that we snuck into from the start

But it felt like ours

That for sale sign didn't say sold. There was tarp on the roof and tape on the windows
Waking up all the way exhausted in that vacant lot too young to know what it cost yeah
Back when all I had to my name was that Fender guitar
All you had was your sister's first car and you swore that you locked it
Where you parked it out of sight, but the neighbors called it

Written by:
Phil Evans, Max Martilik

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