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Lightning Bolt
03:36
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LIGHTNING BOLT
I wasn’t looking
I wasn’t looking when you showed, no
I wasn’t asking
I never asked cupid for someone to hold
But you came into my life like fire from gasoline
You lit me up before I could say no, no
And you make my soul feel like it’s bouncing on a trampoline
I don’t know how much higher I could go
All I know is when it’s cold out, I use your love as my coat
If you’re ever in rough waters, use my love as your lifeboat
You must be a magician; you make me feel like I can float
And the two of us together, we light it up like a lightning bolt
Like a lightning bolt
I wasn’t feeling
I wasn’t feeling too hot before you gave me a dose
Of your healing
Of the healing you got underneath those clothes
‘Cause underneath your shirt, your heart holds the medicine
That I need to keep mine beating, keep it beating now
Cause being without you is like the earth with no ocean
You keep it cool to keep me breathing, you’re keeping me breathing
All I know is when it’s cold out, I use your love as my coat
If you’re ever in rough waters, use my love as your lifeboat
You must be a magician; you make me feel like I can float
And the two of us together, we light it up like a lightning bolt
Like a lightning bolt
I know, I said I’d take this slow
But I can’t hold myself back so I’m letting go
And I know our love can grow
I’ll be tender, you’ll be loving, and we’ll care for it
I’ll lift you up when you’re low
All I know is when it’s cold out, I use your love as my coat
If you’re ever in rough waters, use my love as your lifeboat
You must be a magician; you make me feel like I can float
And the two of us together, we light it up like a lightning bolt
Like a lightning bolt
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2. |
Moonlight Spotlight
03:50
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MOONLIGHT SPOTLIGHT
I'm kinda losing my faith here
'Cause I've got nothing to show
I've planted seeds but I have nothing that's grown And I've got nothing to lose 'cause I
Still have nothing I own
And I'm nothing until my songs find a home
And the dreams that I'm dreaming only show up at night Under stars when I'm sleeping
And I wish someday I'll shine that bright
But for now I'm just singing
Imagining the moonlight is my spotlight
My moonlight spotlight
My moonlight spotlight
Oh, my moonlight spotlight
I'm kinda losing my grip here
Trying to get a hold
Of the wheel to steer me down the right road
The only compass I need is the one inside of my soul And the blueprint to my destiny is in my heart I know
Chorus:
But the dreams that I'm dreaming only show up at night Under stars when I'm sleeping
And I wish someday I'll shine that bright
But for now I'm just singing
Imagining the moonlight is my spotlight
My moonlight spotlight
My moonlight spotlight
Oh, yeah
Someday my dreams will show up with the daylight
And everything will have seemed like it happened overnight To the world I will sing
But I'll miss this
I'll miss my
I'll miss my moonlight spotlight
My moonlight spotlight Oh, my moonlight spotlight My moonlight spotlight
My moonlight spotlight Oh, my moonlight spotlight
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3. |
Being Free
04:51
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BEING FREE
Up and down
Up and down like the tide
Nice and loud
Nice and loud are the waves in my mind
Overthinking's got me sinking
And drinking your lies
But I'm not posioned yet I can still see
The greed in your eyes
And I want to be free to be me
To be me
Never wanted to be
A watered down cheapened version of the real thing
I'm a one of a kind, might lose my mind sometimes
But I'm worth the time
I'm worth letting my own light shine
I'd bet my life on
Being free
Being free
There is no other who can do it the way I can
I'm not saying mine's the best way
But it's right for who I am
Have you ever regretted listening to your heart?
Cause mine's begging to take my hand
And show me the way
Out of this maze
Out of your haze
And I want to be free to be me
To be me
Never wanted to be
A watered down cheapened version of the real thing
I'm a one of a kind, might lose my mind sometimes
But I'm worth the time
I'm worth letting my own light shine
I'd bet my life on
Being free
Being free
Is this how it feels
To finally be a believer in myself
I'm clicking my heels
I finally found my way out of this hell
I'm going home
Where I'm never alone
And I want to be free
Never wanted to be
And I want to be free to be me
To be me
Never wanted to be
A watered down cheapened version of the real thing
I'm a one of a kind, might lose my mind sometimes
But I'm worth the time
I'm worth letting my own light shine
I'd bet my life on
Being free
Being free
Being free
Being free
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4. |
Love and Leaves
04:15
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LOVE AND LEAVES
I'll always be the one to love 'til it hurts
And assume there's enough water to dive in head first
But I dove into your shallow heart and hit the bottom
As spring turned to summer and summer to autumn
Our love fell like the leaves from the trees, to be forgotten
All dried and crushed to smithereens
I guess I forgot to trust my instincts
I trusted a man instead
I guess I forgot I was a trophy
Who needs a polished heart, not dust on her head
But love and leaves all get crushed in the end
In the end
Love and leaves all get crushed in the end
But I'll bloom again
Now our love is a field of empty trees
Surrounded by the wind crying out,
"Please help me, please"
But in a winter so cold, even our love could freeze
It wasn't warm in your heart
So we fell to our knees
And I'd rather be stung by a swarm of bees
Than entertain the idea of you getting to me
I guess I forgot to trust my instincts
I trusted a man instead
I guess I forgot I was a trophy
Who needs a polished heart, not dust on her head
But love and leaves all get crushed in the end
In the end
Love and leaves all get crushed in the end
But I'm blooming again
I'll never take my own advice again
They said, "honey, think twice or you're dead"
They were right, I was wrong
You ended up as a song
Just like all of the others
You're my casualty love
I guess I forgot to trust my instincts
I trusted a man instead
I guess I forgot I was a trophy
Who needs a polished heart, not dust on her head
I guess I forgot to trust my instincts
I trusted a man instead
I guess I forgot I was a trophy
Who needs a polished heart, not dust on her head
But love and leaves all get crushed in the end
In the end
Love and leaves all get crushed in the end
But I'm blooming again
So love me and leave me
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5. |
My Bed
03:20
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MY BED
We were like a flower that never bloomed
Beautiful potential ruined too soon
We had all the makings but we were doomed
We were doomed
You got in your car and drove away
I said sorry 2 seconds too late
Standing on the front step talking to myself
I'm talking to myself
I watched you leave thinking you weren't right for me and I'd be fine
I've got all the pieces but can't seem to form this puzzle in my mind
I'm running out of air to climb these stairs
I think I'll sleep on the couch tonight
'Cause if I don't deserve your kisses on my head
Then I don't deserve my bed
Feeling like a fool screwing things up
I mistook my half full glass for an empty cup
I Poured you out like you were not enough
To please my selfish needs
I'm messed up too, can't you see
I watched you leave, thinking you weren't right for me and I'd be fine
I've got all the pieces but can't seem to form this puzzle in my mind
I'm running out of air to climb these stairs
I think I'll sleep on the couch tonight
'Cause if I don't deserve your kisses on my head
Then I don't deserve my bed
I miss you here
l'm sleeping alone
I miss your silly faces out the window
When I would leave the only place that ever felt like home
I know you know I know you know
I know
I watched you leave thinking you weren't right for me and I'd be fine
I've got all the pieces but can't seem to form this puzzle in my mind
I'm running out of air to climb these stairs
I think I'll sleep on the couch tonight
'Cause if I don't deserve your kisses on my head
Then I don't deserve my bed
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Dixie Maxwell Nashville, Tennessee
Pop-Folk. Singer-Songwriter.
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