When We Get Home
Evangeline, Logan Bowden
Ac hot air in the summer
Hot rocks melt wheels like rubber
Your constant sun in my denim
You'd hear my call if you'd let it
Laid out with you warm no covers
Said you wouldn't mind the thought of another
Inhale chest
swells in the summer
Let go of all we've known
It's fine I'll drive up the river
Catch a cold wind search for a show
Sun falls your eyelids follow
Get lost, get back, colorado
When we get home
You'll love it
Wet shoes, salt tears through the leather
Don't worry now you'll remember
Sun falls your eyelids follow
Get lost come back get another
When we get home
You'll love it