Lyrics My Words - Brodie Barclay

Breeze came quick and fast chilled me to the bone
Shadows never cast sit upon their throne
Tilted hourglass, half full
Gingerly the stream
Carries all our dreams
Underneath we go
Memories turn to stone
In hopes, my words run on and on
Beer gardens in June
Our familiar tune
Played on the sweetest
Of old guitars
Rarely, do I run
Words, all but not some
Fighting for the right to keep our eyelids closed
Fool me once you′re mine
Laughter gets me high
Keep your eyes closed
Coz I know that you know that we both are trouble when it counts
When it counts
In hopes, my words run on and on
We'll race to the end of the pier
We′ll stare till it gets weird
Our eyes do the talking half the time
As words escape our zealous minds
On and on
On and on
One foot in the door
Aching all the more as I walk
Closer to you
Hand in hand we walk the land
Where we grew
Where we grew
Where we grew
In hopes, my words run on
In hopes, my words run on and on
Run your fingers through my hair
And I'll get back to ya within the year
With an answer short, far from long
In hopes, my words run on and on
In hopes, my words run on and on
In hopes, my words run on"