Upcoming Concerts for Lance Roark
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lance Roark
Leadgesang
Andrew Bair
Klavier
Jake Lynn
Schlagzeug
Andrew Perusi
Bassgitarre
Cooper Waugh
Akustische Gitarre
Tony Spatz
Geige
Hank Early
Dobro
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lance Roark
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Andrew Bair
Produzent:in
Trent Bell
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
There's a note hanging off a dogwood branch
I never called and I never showed up
Left you hanging with the wind and the leaves
That night
I was off in the world in a real bad way
said you'd forgive me said that you'd stay
But the guilt of a lover being lost
Could make you cry
So I settled on the ridge out at sparrow hawk
Sealing the fate of our love with a quarter toss
I'm sure we could talk and make out
Just fine
Now this cross I bare is mine alone
And you know me I ain't gotta home
Full of all the things I need
To ease a mind.
If you called me I'd just hang up the line
I guess we coulda been somethin
We coulda burned it down
Why did we ever stop here in a little ole town
But now the heartache has started
The wheels have turned
And the only thing left is a memory burned
We were a 90s Crown Vic on the interstate
Turnin the knob on a radio date
Lost in the covers in the mornin
While it rained
I was getting to close to lovin you
Boys like me thats whatcha don't do
Did your momma every tell you
All I cause is pain
Oh but all you ever asked for was my name
I guess we coulda been somethin
We coulda burned it down
Why did we ever stop here in a little ole town
But now the heartache has started
The wheels have turned
Now the only thing now is a memory burned
There's time where I felt like callin
Sometimes I'd cuss the moon
Time's where I felt like cryin
Sometimes I'd forget about you
Things like this dont last
But things like this damn hurt
I hope you know that I loved you darlin
I just couldn't come down to earth
No I couldn't come back down to earth
I guess we coulda been somethin
We coulda made a stand
Sometimes life comes along just to wreck your plans
Now the heartache has started
The years have turned
Now the only thing left is a memory burned
The only thing left is a memory burned
The only thing left is a memory burned
The only thing left is a memory burned
Written by: Lance Roark