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Canyon City

Times We Had In Tennessee

 

Times We Had In Tennessee


I wish I had a window to the ocean
I'd open every time the skies are blue
Then on that canvas blank but faint horizon
I'd daydream all my time with you

I wish I had a house up in the mountains
That looks out on the Smokies' hazy green
Cus when I lose my blurred out faith to all this doubting
I think about the views we've seen

Maybe it's a sign the times are changing
The way you wear your hair the floor that creeks
The old familiar places torn down for renovations
But there's some good that always keeps
I know I won't forget the times we had in Tennessee

I wonder bout the writers of those movies
You watch and watch again while feeling blue
If the stories and the lines they put to music
Are comfort for their own loss too
Cus no one knows to hurt without still dreaming
And with love always comes a little sad
Like a picture frame that holds the moments fleeting
You need to reach for someone's hand

Maybe it's a sign the times are changing
The way you wear your hair the floor that creeks
The old familiar places torn down for renovations
But there's some good that always keeps
I know I won't forget the times we had in Tennessee

Now it's like forgetting where you left the car keys
And stranded in that empty house alone
While your friends are out and drowning in their parties
You wonder if you've ever been home
I wonder can you make this home

Cus maybe it's a sign the times are changing
The way you wear your hair the floor that creeks
The old familiar places torn down for renovations
But there's some good that always keeps
I know I won't forget the times we had in Tennessee

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