I've Lived on a Dirt Road All My Life
Have I lost track of all the time?
Where I've been waiting by the phone
Tonight is colder than it was
And I just want to get you home
You felt so good you go out on
And lead your way back to the house
I slip my arm around your neck
And pull you over to the ground
Have I lost track of all the time?
Where I've been waiting by the phone
Tonight is colder than it was
And I just want to get you home
Writer/s: Daniel Snaith
