Leave a Light
Oh sweet Laine, bless your soul.
You don't hold back from the things that you know,
And I can feel it, I feel it too.
Count the rain as it falls.
You can't admit that you might just have it wrong,
But I can see it, and I think you see it too.
You don't have to ask me how I feel,
And you don't have to wonder if its real,
And you don't have to ask me if I mind anymore.
Red wine come, worry go
My friend she yawns because she's sleepy and I'm stoned,
And I can feel it, and id say she's feeling it too.
So when you fall asleep tonight,
do you thing maybe you could leave a light,
by your doorstep? Leave it there for me.
So when I wander down your road,
stumbling over all the things I still don't know,
I can see that light and ill know you're there,
And that you're thinking about me.
You don't have to ask me how I feel,
And you don't have to wonder if its real,
And you don't have to ask me if I mind anymore.
Autor(es): Daniel Firth, Kenny Paul Mann, Shelly Kemp