"peach tree" lyrics

Give me more time and I'll be walkin' in
Start to believe that we are opposite
Writin' to God, I swear I wanted all this sufferin'
And at least now I've got some things to think about
Road (Road), roadways move along
Runnin' for the hill
Oh, I love you still

We can make a big home on a pretty small island
And you can tell me that you want me, but I know that you were lyin'
You got a picture on the wall with everybody that you cry with
Everybody want a piece of you until you realize it
I'll take the car up to the moon if you just show me how to drive
I'll make my way around your pad, put my body in the firepit
I'm getting comfy in the back, drivin' home with the drunk kids
Seventeen, big dreams, and I wanted you to witness
New Year's, kiss me, then you lean over to fix it
I got a sold-out show in the city and knew I gotta call ya
I'm a dumb, broke hippie to most, but to you I'm an artist
And I'll come back in a Cadillac and everything that I wanted

I hope you're better than I was and you're honest
Was I worth all the trouble that I started?
Did you believe me? Was I makin' a bargain?
I hope to God you know I'll miss you by Au-
I told you everything I wanted to make mine
You said you loved me, I said I could not waste time
It's 4 a.m. and I'm still holdin' your waistline
I know your heart is good, but I'm gonna break mine

I can feel you breathe
And your lips are the taste of your father's peach tree
Am I dreamin?
My body is fienin'
Didn't think that you'd mean it
When you said you were leavin'
Said you were leavin'

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
New York City