That hot Sunday in Texas
Where I ate my tears for breakfast and drove out
Your silence really said it
As I took that final exit out of town
Every once in a while through those Northern pines
See the light that I turned off come on again
'Cause I've been born in the orange
With the king of California, but no
Not even the sun compares to you
And I've been drowned in the sound of
The Carolina mountains, but no
Not even the rain hits like you do
So what's the use?
Can't change it now
But the should've, would've, could'ves get so loud
So what's the use?
I've kissed around
Oh, I've tried and I've tried
But the flame just won't go out
It won't go out
Left my heart there on the concrete
There with all your dirty laundry and where were you?
Where were you?
I never did recover
I just painted all those days in shades of blue
And where were you?
Every once in a while through those Northern pines
See the light that I turned off come on again
'Cause I've been born in the orange
With the king of California, but no
Not even the sun compares to you
Oh, I've been drowned in the sound of
The Carolina mountains, but no
Not even the rain hits like you do
So where do I
Do I go now?
Will I hate myself for not tracking you down?
Oh, we're not kids
We're all grown now
But you're the closest thing to heaven that I've found
So don't you let this flame burn out
Well, I think I might've lost it
'Cause I just touched down in Austin on a one-way
And I bet that you're out drinking in the bar you used to live in
Let's see if this thing's burning, first round's on me
