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Adam Melchor

Three Hours Ahead

 

Three Hours Ahead


Up the backroads, through the Glens
Passed the rapper's dog who's chained up to the fence
In the mountainside the pavement's
Three hours ahead from where you left

All my love goes to you there
It goes to you there

Arizona with the band
Drivin through the desert makes my left arm tan
And the right one strums and pales in comparison
From when I left
Can we do one more?
Not here yet
You were runnin late I thought you'd miss the set
Then your entrance came and I smiled a cave
I couldn't hold it in until you left

All my love goes to you there
It goes to you there
All my love goes to you there
It goes to you

Wrote a postcard to my mom
Happy Mothers Day from your son in Tuscon
And I swear I could hear her laugh
Three hours ahead from where I left

All my love goes to you there
It goes to you there
All my love goes to you there
It goes to you there

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