Letra

You could be L.A. Toes in the ocean Skin turnin' golden Under the sun Or maybe Montana Pickin' wild flowers Out on the range Where the horses run I don't know where you are But I know you ain't Shotgun in my ride Sleeping on your side On this California king size bed And you ain't dancin' in my shirt And pullin' me in with no words Turnin' my lips your shade of ruby red Oh, I wish I could say that you'll come around And you're out there thinkin' about me now But you ain't Sometimes I wake up Swear I see you smilin' Then I open my eyes and You're still long gone Without a warning Not even a goodbye Was it really that easy For you to move on? I don't know who you think you are But I know you ain't Shotgun in my ride Sleeping on your side Of this California king size bed And you ain't dancin' in my shirt And pullin' me in with no words Turnin' my lips your shade of ruby red Oh, I wish I could say that you'll come around And you're out there thinkin' about me now But you ain't Oh yeah, time is a healer But I ain't no saint If you ever come back I'm tellin' you, you're too late And you ain't Shotgun in my ride Sleeping on your side Of this California king size bed And you ain't dancin' in my shirt And pullin' me in with no words Turnin' my lips your shade of ruby red Oh, I wish I could say that I'll come around And you're everything that I need right now But you ain't You ain't No, you ain't You ain't
Writer(s): Nicole Witt, Skipper Alexander Black, Aaron Jakob Goodvin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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