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Heatwave
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Трек «Heatwave» вышел в 6 ноября 2018 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Dancin' Moon»)Gravitate
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АльбомGravitate
Дата релиза6 ноября 2018 г.
ЛейблDancin' Moon
LanguageEnglish
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BPM75

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Scott Simpson
Scott Simpson
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David Scott Simpson
David Scott Simpson
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Three dogs and a hammock
And a cool breeze after a hot day
Heatwave in the canyon
You're singin' Eagle and the Hawk from memory
Seems like we were just kids
Thirty years and a lifetime away
Seems like all the hard times
Come and go like a heatwave...
Open the windows, turn off the lights
Bring on the thunder—flash in the night
Rain on the rooftop... try as we might
We can't get to love, until we burn out the fight.
Until we burn out the fight.
Two kids and a red jeep
On a dirt road up to the mountain top
Late nights in the basement
Watch 'em sing and dance like they'll never stop
Watch 'em grow through the tough years—
Middle school, boyfriends and bullies—
You and I learned the hard way
Hearts burst when they get so full, please...
Open the windows, turn off the lights
Bring on the thunder—flash in the night
Rain on the rooftop... try as we might
We can't get to love, until we burn out the fight.
Until we burn out the fight.
Ten years and a few more dollars
Maybe we'll both leave our jobs
Spend weeks on an island beach
I don't know, what are the odds?
But right now I want to hear about your day—
The crazy things your co-worker said.
I want to tell you how I missed you last week
When I was in some distant hotel bed...
Open the windows, turn off the lights
Bring on the thunder—flash in the night
Rain on the rooftop... try as we might
We can't get to love, until we burn out the fight.
Open the windows, turn off the lights
Bring on the thunder—flash in the night
Rain on the rooftop... try as we might
We can't get to love, until we burn out the fight.
Until we burn out the fight.
Seems like we were just kids
Thirty years and a lifetime away
Seems like all the hard times
Come and go like a heatwave...
Written by: David Scott Simpson
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