"The Meadow" lyrics
"The Meadow"
Highway 90 westbound in the falling dark
Rolling past cornfields catfish farms and swamps
A Pascagoula sunset, a longing breaking through
Don't know why I'm always leaving I don't know why know why I left you
Won't you meet me in the meadow, we could look up at the stars
Lean into the wind dream again find out who we are
Won't you meet me in the meadow no more alone
We could lay down in the grass, till the feelings pass, then, go home
I have so much to tell you, I am ready to come clean
I'm so tired of running from things I cannot leave
You and me and Mississippi, battled, beautiful, scarred
In need of forgiveness, and the grace of God
Won't you meet me in the meadow, we could look up at the stars
Lean into the wind dream again find out who we are
Won't you meet me in the meadow no more alone
We could lay down in the grass, till the feelings pass, then, go home
Let's throw a blanket in the grass, till the feelings pass, then go home
Writer(s): Ben Glover, Mary Gauthier
- AZLyrics
- M
- Mary Gauthier Lyrics
album:
"Dark Enough To See The Stars" (2022)
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