"Where My Wild Things Are" lyrics
"Where My Wild Things Are"
As I drive into the night
Slip into the haze
Slowly open up my eyes
Vanish from my pain
Up onto this mountain where
All my wild things are
This is where I sleep at night
Out underneath the stars
So many miles behind me now
So far from my hometown
Spirits guide me as I walk
Along with wolves and owls
Up onto this mountain where
All my wild things are
This is where I sleep at night
Out underneath the stars
My heart still holds the memories
Forgotten from my mind
Nothing to go back to now
No turning back the time
Up upon the mountain where
All my wild things are
This is where I sleep at night
Play my old guitar
Your love that settles onto me
I carry with me now
Open wounds that bleed out
In the distance is aloud
Up upon this mountain where
All my wild things are
Let me show you where I sleep
Out underneath the stars
As I drive into the night
And slip into the haze
I slowly open up my eyes
Vanish from my pain
Up upon this mountain where
All my wild things are
This is where I taste your skin
And sleep under the stars
Writer(s): Ryan Bingham
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- Ryan Bingham Lyrics
EP:
"Watch Out For The Wolf" (2023)
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