Back To You
Lyrics Pieta Brown

Written by: Pieta Brown

Produced by: Pieta Brown, Bo Ramsey

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Unable to concentrate
Digging for words
My hands in my pockets
And my mind a blur

Thinking of drinking
Thinking of you
I'm going sailing
In an old wooden shoe

I feel like
Sailing right
Back to you
Back to you
Back… back to you

I'm going sailing
Up over this town
I'll sail so high
I'll never come down

And late in the evening
I will leave you a poem
And watch through the window
To make sure you get home

I feel like
Sailing right
Back to you
Back to you
Back… back to you

Maybe one day
You'll change your mind
And fancy yourself
The traveling kind

If you don't have a sailboat
Or an old wooden shoe
As the city lies sleeping
I'll make room for two

I feel like
Sailing right
Back to you
Back to you
Back… back to you

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