See You Here (feat. Nathan Sheridan)
Brooke Robertson
You looked me in the eyes
My favorite kind of blue
Was trying not to cry
You whispered, I love you
Something I won’t forget
Etched in my memories
The day we got the call
I wondered is this real
And My heart skipped a beat
When yours left me
I can see you here
At your old house, Sunday morning before church
Across the field, on the front porch, sipping coffee on the swing
I couldn't stop or roll back time to relive all those years
But I can still see you here
You’d tell me how things were
Back in the good old days
You’d crack a joke and smile
And make it all ok
We knew this day would come
But it would come too soon
I can see you here
At your old house, Sunday morning before church
Across the field, on the front porch, sipping coffee on the swing
I couldn't stop or roll back time to relive all those years
But I can still see you here
I can see you here
At your old house, Sunday morning
Across the field, on the front porch, sipping coffee on the swing
I couldn't stop or roll back time to relive all those years
If you could be here now
How things have changed
I guess nothing stays the same
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