LYRIC FOR SALE

By MissLiss

It's been a few years but his timing is immaculate
I say yes but my minds wondering can I do this
He sounds so good I wonder if he still looks the same, as I remember him
My heart beats so fast, I think I'm gonna passout
I turn to leave look up, he's staring at me
The same way he did way back when

I say to myself do I think I can do this
He slides his hand on my hand, I say I’m going thru with this
It’s his grin, it’s his eyes lookin thru mine readin every thought every twitch every line
I know I’m gettin in

I jump in the truck his eyes burnin thru me like a wild fire
It’s raining so hard but I feel the moon is out to chase like we did, way back when
We’re lookin for trouble on some backroads, were gonna talk thru this
He’s worked so hard and raised a son he made his very best friend
I made my dream and I’m still ridin horses like I said and did
He’s so familiar I can’t hear him anymore
My hearts beating so fast, I think how did I lose him, way back when

I say to myself do I think I can do this
He slides his hand down my back, I say I’m going thru with this
It’s his grin, it’s his eyes lookin thru mine readin every thought every twitch every line
I know I’m gettin into this

The words stop n the conversation thickens
His eyes pierce my soul, my heart skips a beat
He runs his hand thru my hair and my face falls into his
I’m falling in the same way I did back 15 years when he said goodbye, I gotta go raise my son,
Like a good man should

I say to myself do I think I can do this
He slides his hand down my thigh, I say I’m going thru with this
It’s his grin, it’s his eyes lookin thru mine readin every thought every twitch every line
I know I’m gettin in deep again

On an old forest road in the rain in the night, gettin kissed dancin in the headlights
Soakin wet the only sound is the rain on the trees and on our skin
I can’t breathe it’s so hot it’s so raw so real I feel my soul smile, I missed this
I relax it feels so safe in his arms like when we did it so long for so long, way back when