Stephanie Quayle - Untitled Lyrics

Everybody knows a song
Where the cowboy rides away
The one where the good die young
An innocent coming of age

And there's the one about the wide-eyed girl
Who runs down her dreams out west
And then there's the one about me
That one ain't finished yet

It's still untitled
Unbridled
It turns like a radio dial
It's the heart of a child
Into the wild
It's a front porch, crash course
One horse town survival
A revival
It's a verse from a back row Bible
I'm still making it up as I go along
But for now I'm calling this song untitled
It's untitled

It starts off sweet and slow
Like the sway of a backyard swing
And the good stuff all kicks in
Right around seventeen

And it sounds like summer
And hits like a kiss
Cries in the night for the ones you miss
It's a prayer, it's a party
And it's only getting started

It's still untitled
Unbridled
It turns like a radio dial
It's the heart of a child
Into the wild
It's a front porch, crash course
One horse town survival
A revival
It's a verse from a back row Bible
I'm still making it up as I go along
But for now I'm calling this song untitled
It's untitled

I'm a needle
On vinyl
I'm a red dirt road disciple
I'm a blue jean anthem
Best parts ain't even happened

It's still untitled
Unbridled
It turns like a radio dial
It's the heart of a child
Into the wild
It's a front porch, crash course
One horse town survival
A revival
It's a verse from a back row Bible
I'm still making it up as I go along
But for now I'm calling this song untitled
It's untitled
It's untitled

I'm a needle
On vinyl
I'm a red dirt road disciple
I'm a blue jean anthem
Best parts ain't even happened