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Wide Open Spaces

Alela Diane

He works hard
Fixing small-town cars
Could always take a thing apart
And put it back together perfect

Came out older
Three years younger
We share our humor
But couldn't be more different
Brother, could we?

We both love wide open spaces
We both love wide open spaces
And that's enough

Money earned
And money borrowed
The math don't work
No matter how many hours
You clock
Years of drinking
I know it ain't easy
To give it up and
Peel back the layers
Of time, lost

We both love wide open spaces
We both love wide open spaces
And that's enough

Cigarette smoke
Belly laughter
I never know how
How you're really doing
Do I say too much?
Or not find the words?
Out on the water
It doesn't matter

We both love wide open spaces
We both love wide open spaces
And that's enough

Remember fighting in the backseat
You threw my shoe out the window
Mom got pissed and made us walk
Together, for a mile
Down that old road

We both love wide open spaces
We both love wide open spaces
And that's enough

Escrita por: Alela Diane