Touch The Ground

Half drunk

Small talking

Loose lips

You'll tell me something

I already know

Lock eyes

Look away

There's nothing else left to say

So I head back home

'Cause now I'm fine on my own

Man, I've missed this feeling

Of knowing that I'm needed

Man, I've missed this feeling

Of not waiting around

And my feet, they touch the ground

Long nights

They linger

Short days become familiar

When you live in the cold

And old loves are new strangers

I'm moving on from bad behavior

I'm feeling ready to go

I'm doing well on my own

Man, I've missed this feeling

Of knowing that I'm needed

Man, I've missed this feeling

Of not waiting around

And my feet, they touch the ground

And my feet, they touch the ground

And my feet, they touch the ground