Something about this place,
can't think of anywhere, that I'd be.
The dusk hits your face, can't think of anything I'd rather see.
You're look like a drug,
just one look is not enough, how could it be. You're look like a drug,
just one look is not enough, easy to see.
Looks like I'm addicted to,
the thought of seeing you,
so please don't stray too far away from here.
Can't believe my eyes,
of all the places you could be,
you're sitting right here.
You're face like the night,
lit up by a sunny moon,
that's creeping in here.
credits
from Carolina,
released March 1, 2011
Vocals Chris Lawson Jones
Acoustic Chris Lawson Jones
Pedal Steel Paul Moak
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