The Conversation - Mat Kearney, Young Summer

You’ve been running with the ghost again

Singing «It's all gonna fall like we’re living a lie.»

You’ve been tearing up these walls again

Ain’t no place left here

For a girl to hide

You know I tell you just like it is

Gonna walk that far in the scars of another guy

And I’m not gonna give up all of this

Ain’t no room left here for me to fly

And if our love is a hurricane

Broken phones and broken doors

Baby you know I can stand the rain

Let it lift us off the floor

You use your words just like a criminal

Kinda like a bullet from a gun

Well that shadow found me years ago

I’ve been bought

I’ve been shot with a lawless love

If our love is a hurricane

Broken phones and broken doors

Baby you know I can stand the rain

Let it lift us off the floor

Build it up

Tear it down

Let it fall right to the ground

All the words

That we could bleed

Let it fly

Just you and me

Wasted pride

It comes in like the rolling tide

We don’t have to give up this fight

But it’s too late to give up tonight

If our love is a hurricane

Broken phones and broken doors

Baby you know I can stand the rain

Let it lift us off the floor