Amanda Braam - Still Lyrics

Holding onto worn out shirts, shoes with holes
Seeing if they'll still fit; isn't it getting old
Reprinting new souls

I'm watching the tree fall in your front lawn over again
Still having a fall out with the girl with the shaved head

So now we're here, barely
I've been tasting the salt for longer than I'm willing to admit
Rarely, it seems we're not alone
But I'm still wishing on you

I'm watching the tree fall in your front lawn over again
Still having a fall out with the girl with the shaved head

I'm home, it's 10:10
I'm freshly clean and shivering, writing down every thought pulsating through my head, Through my head
And I just want us to stay