Matt Morrell - I Can't Let You Get Away Lyrics

Three thousand years from Adam's bone
I'm not holding my breath
An empty box with a pretty bow
Hold on let me guess

Dusty rooms in cheap hotels
With the sheets sewn to the bed
Press my ear to a seashell
Hear the ocean in my head

I like it when you call me out
I like your eyes on sunny days
I like the ratio of our mouths
You know I cannot forget the taste
I can't let you get away
I can't let you get away

I've had dreams of weathervanes
Living rooms filled with toys
Boxcars lined with sugar cane
Kids in blue corduroys

So push the chair against the door
Don't let me in unless I say
I sleep with one eye on the floor
I don't sleep much anyway

I like your skin when it's cold
Every part I can trace
I like the things I don't know
I like the things you say
I can't let you get away
I can't let you get away

Three thousand years from Adam's bone
I'm not holding my breath
An empty box with a pretty bow
Hold on let me guess