Lines

Sometimes they’re straight
Sometimes they curve
They wind and paint the highway, comb the dirt
When you’re out too late
When you’ve had too much
They can blur
It’s this town up against the sky
What can bridge a thousand miles
And connect your voice to mine
The more I grow, the more I find
They make up everything that means the most to you and I
They draw a map on grandpa’s face, proof he lived a life
They wrap around my mama’s hands, tell a story in her eys
There the somthing in that song, that can get me every time
And when it comes to loving her
They’re the words that I can’t find
Lines
It’s this steel on this guitar
What I write down, what I pour out
What I’m singing from the heart
Sometimes beautiful, sometimes scares
Yeah they break you down to build you up
They make you who you are
They draw a map on grandpa’s face, proof he lived a life
They wrap around my mama’s hands, tell a story in her eyes
They’re the something in that song that can get my every time
And when it comes to loving her
They’re the words that I can’t find
Lines
Some you gotta ride
Some you wanna cross
Some you stay between
Some you gotta walk
They draw a map on grandpa’s face, proof he lived a life
They wrap around my mama’s hands, tell a story in her eyes
They’re the something in that song that can get my every time
And when it comes to loving her
They’re the words that I can’t find
Yeah when it comes to loving her they’re the words that I can’t find
Lines
Oh, Lines
Lines