You share with me your memories,
Of places I've never been,
Sharing experiences I've never had,
With people I'll never meet.
I am so grateful that you share them,
They put a pep in my step,
Make me tap my foot,
And make me turn inward,
To the man I wish to be.
Carry me away on gentle guitar pluckin,
And take me to your world,
To where I wouldn't have to be me,
To where I can be the man I wish to be.
Jan 22, 2023
Jan 22, 2023 at 12:32 AM UTC
You share with me your memories,
Of places I've never been,
Sharing experiences I've never had,
With people I'll never meet.
I am so grateful that you share them,
They put a pep in my step,
Make me tap my foot,
And make me turn inward,
To the man I wish to be.
Carry me away on gentle guitar pluckin,
And take me to your world,
To where I wouldn't have to be me,
To where I can be the man I wish to be.
Zach Bryan- The Outskirts
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