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Softness in your voice
It reminds me of back home
Sing you all the songs
That I wrote when I was alone
And now I go out drinking
With all my shameless friends
I've been having trouble
Just finding hope again
I love it when you're laughing
Sprawled out on a picnic chair
Restless in my mind dies out
When you're right here
Finally made it over
That damn four year drought
I'll thank you and you alone
For draggin' my ass out
Well, the love that you got
Is the love that I need
It's in the air of these hills
And the blood that I bleed
And the love that you gave
For the awful shape I'm in
Led me through the day
So I can find my hope again
And I hope we make it out
Of all these younger years alive
Sittin' under sundowns
In about ten years time
And I'm just there grinnin'
Over the shit that I've been through
Saying I've made it over
'Cause the hope I've found in you
Well, the love that you got
Is the love that I need
It's in the air of these hills
And the blood that I bleed
And the love that you gave
For the awful shape I'm in
Led me through the day
So I can find my hope again
Well, the love that you got
Is the love that I need
It's in the air of these hills
And the blood that I bleed
And the love that you gave
For the awful shape I'm in
Led me through the day
So I could find my hope again
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