Sandpaper (feat. Bruce Springsteen) - Zach Bryan/Bruce Springsteen
Lyrics by:Zach Bryan
Produced by:Jacquire King/Zach Bryan
The shape you take when you lay like that
Reminds me of a love I've never had
If loving's wrong what's a boy to do
I ain't scared of death I'm scared of losing you
You ain't out of my league you're out of this planet
But dammit if you ain't drilled into my skull
Take a trip uptown to clear you out of my mind
You're like sandpaper the more I try you bind
Winter was a drag and spring was a friend
I'll love you 'til the sun comes back again
They've been tryin' to smooth me out
For twenty-seven seasons now
For twenty-seven seasons
When I close my eyes I think of pines
I could smell them here that southern farm
But every pine has its time
To outgrow the rings of days a-younger
I'll be still at the cutting mill
Makin' me a roof that you can hide under
Take a trip uptown to clear you out of my mind
You're like sandpaper the more I try you bind
Winter was a drag and spring was a friend
I'll love you 'til the sun comes back again
They've been tryin' to smooth me out
For twenty-seven seasons now
For twenty-seven seasons
Take a trip uptown to clear you out of my mind
You're like sandpaper the more I try you bind
Winter was a drag and spring was a friend
I'll love you 'til the sun comes back again
They've been tryin' to smooth me out
For twenty-seven seasons now
For twenty-seven seasons now
For twenty-seven seasons now