Dean Brody - Castaways Lyrics

I feel a storm coming on and I want make it right tonight
There's a tired in your eyes I can tell you're on the verge of crying
Baby pack something warm and a couple of things
You'd miss if you had to be gone for a week
Let's go find someplace you can disappear
'Til this storm passes over and your sky grows clear

In my arms
Pretty girl, you can runaway
Get lost somewhere, get stranded wait out this hurricane
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names
'Til you get your feet back under you baby we can live like castaways

We can get so busy hard to tell who we are anymore
Need a long stretch of sand we can walk, build a fire, cuddle up warm
Lay your hair in the grass let me whisper your name
Take your mind off the crazy medicate your pain
'Til the noise goes quiet and the chains go slack
Baby close your eyes its time to fall back

In my arms
Pretty girl, you can runaway
Get lost somewhere get stranded wait out this hurricane
A little seaside town carnival closed down where nobody will look for days
'Til you get your feet back under you baby let's live like castaways

Yeah it's coming back I can see it, peeking through your smoky hair
A little hint of smile in the corner of your eyes baby come over here
Come over here

In my arms
Pretty girl, you can runaway
Get lost out here under an old oak pier, listen to the waves
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask no names
'Til you get your feet back under you baby we can live like castaways

Empty bottles on a beach yeah just you and me we can stay out here for days
'Til you get your feet back under you baby let's live like castaways