Lyrics
dream a dream this winter night see the dimming city lights you lie beneath I remember being in this house the dog sitting on the couch and the tv always on friends sneaking in through the bulkhead doors and in the garage come a few more while some jam out on guitars and don't mind the lovers in that little room for you were once one of them too their silence will ensue I got drunk tongue you got weed speak we ain't felt this good in a damn week so come on over tonight are you feeling good are you feeling right do you want to stay and watch the sunrise dream a dream this summer night hear the crickets in the starlight you lie beneath can't help but feel you told me so long ago I just don't know but recently - that couldn't be voices echo much louder now as you and I try to settle down we filter drag our last cigarette too old to go back too young to move got nothing left to consume or abuse I got drunk tongue you got weed speak we ain't felt this good in a damn week so come on over tonight are you feeling good are you feeling right can you believe it's only just after midnight
Credits
Written by Trent Larrabee , Composed by Trent Larrabee