a stripped down, vulnerably honest song with just acoustic guitar and acoustic upright bass.
written by anne davis
© sometimes i write songs (BMI)
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WHERE THE ROADS CROSS
i want to crawl under the ground
find a shovel and dig deep down
i want to wait so still and quiet
till you come and find me
so, i'm scared spitless
i'm not as brave as i once was
so i'm here shaking
runny, messy, pretty pathetic
CHORUS
can you hear me from where you are?
will you meet me where the roads cross?
i am almost desperate
broken in spirit
i am almost admitting
i've never felt so lost
where the roads cross
where the roads cross
i guess i'm disenchanted
with what i've left and forsaken
truth is, i have no other place to go
i'm a nomad in the making
scabs on my knees from crawling
callouses on the soles of my feet
all the mileage it's taken me to learn
how to be weak, how to be needy
(CHORUS)
BRIDGE
will you reassure me
that you're closing the distance?
'cause sometimes it feels like
there's a universe between us
where the roads cross
where the roads cross
written by anne davis
© sometimes i write songs (BMI)
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