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Lyrics: The Coach's Daughter

Album: Demo
Song: The Coach's Daughter
Released: 2007
Rating: 47.8 out of 100Please log in to rate this song.
The Coach's Daughter lyrics
Don't count every tick of the clock when i'm gone
Long before you know it i'll be crossing your front lawn
You and me will agree that all the sinnics are just plain wrong
We might be young but we're different than them my dear
But i admit i already miss you and you're right here
"I'm all yours", she whispered in his good left ear

So his ears told his head, and his head told his heart, and his heart told his hands told hold tighter
She just got lighter but he wouldn't dare lose her in the breeze

"You make me feel like a jackpot winner when you smile
Those big brown eyes will never ever go out of style
That grin that says you could win if you fought me for awhile
We could have like the flukes and the lucky ones
We'll pity those who dont beleive it can be done",
He replied as they drove towards the cold march sun

So his eyes left the road 'cause the words that he spoke were the words that she hoped he would tell her
It just gets better and the air tastes sweeter than the day before
As they walked through the sliding door
He said, "Let me say just one thing more."

It seems I was born with one big night sky
Inside my head you lit up my eyes
You must be my moon, I presume

It seems I was born with one big night sky
Inside my head you lit up my eyes
You must be my moon, I presume

If it's true that your daddy taught you all you know
Than how'd i catch you, god knows my reflexes are slow
But somehow i knew to grab onto you and never let you go

Its seems i was born with one big night sky
Inside my head you lit up my eyes
You must be my moon i presume
Thanks to elexegente for these lyrics!

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