Sharpshooter
Blocked out the sounds
Never looked up to see the crowd
Everybody wants to be near you
But you're a sharpshooter
You'd rather walk this town alone
Yeah, you're a sharpshooter
You've always got your guard on
It will be hard
You'll miss the heat of the lights
And how it feels to show your heart every night
But you're a sharpshooter
You'd rather walk this town alone
Yeah, you're a sharpshooter
You've always got your guard on
But soon you'll feel the calm of the night
Sit on the rocks
And speak your dreams to the sky
You'll bring them postcards
Of what you've been through
And turn them into a gorgeous chorus
That I'll be part of with you
Autor(es): Kinley Margaret Dowling