These Days - Small Forward
Lyrics by：Michael Stevenson/Campbell Scott/Rounak Maiti
Composed by：Michael Stevenson/Campbell Scott/Rounak Maiti
Produced by：Small Forward
Backseat glass I'm quiet
Taking in the country
Black bird eating death in
The shade of the plum tree
Motel blues got nothing
Left to lose so I'm calling
Ring me out when the bottle
Runs out I'm fallin
I miss playing that song with you
But we don't do too much talking these days
It ain't easy seeing you here
But I'm still glad you came
Laying your head on my
Collarbone bed for the last time
Telling me not to linger
Too long with the goodbye
Now you hunker down in your
Mountain town for a big storm
Give me a call when the snow starts to fall
Are you keeping yourself warm
I miss playing that song with you
But we don't do too much talking these days
It ain't easy seeing you here
But I'm still glad you came
When I come around I get pulled in again
Please don't mess around I was only a friend
