Текст песни Everything I Touch Turns to Dust - Jared Morris

Baby doll
I brought it all coloring books and gin!
If you can, we'll pretend we're 17 again
Focused on signs, when I should have been focusing on you
If you look up, you can see all the same stars that I do!

Here I am
I close my eyes, I am my father's son
I know you're there, a deck of cards, a frozen root beer, and a gun
Tell your dad, he shot a look, I'm almost 21!
Everything I want
Everything at once
Everything I touch turns to dust...

Babydoll
I'll tell you what, let's not broadcast this again
That one time you said you're sick of my stupid band
You kicked me out - of the house on - new year's eve and then
We got soaked, we ran aground and then we got even...

Here I am
It's 1996 again
An awkward laugh, knee high socks, a date in Wilmington
Tell your mom, just like my dad, I'll be journeyman
Everything I want
Everything at once
Everything I touch turns to dust

Babydoll, my big mistake, was introducing you to my friends
It took you off your starry perch and made you one of them
You took a bus from trolley square to Philadelphia
When you got back from France you changed
You said you'd had enough

Here we are
On nights like this, he thinks of you the most
You moved on, and said he should too
You moved off the east coast
Don't try to write, on second thought aren't you married now?
No reunion at the Ramada inn but I still love you, child
Everything I want
Everything at once
Everything I touch turns to dust