Tin Roof Rain

Ella Mae Bowen
If you were a truck you'd rattle and hone but get me home
If you were a guitar with an old tip jar you'd give me all you own
If you were a field I'd feel so free I'd lay down in your sun
But baby I just run
'Cause everything you are is everything I need
All your rough edges fit the missing parts of me
And when your heart is dark I'm your Summer day
And when my blue sky turns desert dry
You're my tin roof rain
In the big city lights you're a kindling fire that keeps me from the cold
You're a hometown kiss won't let me forget whwere we started from
And if nobody else ever understands what it is I see
Well that's alright by me
'Cause everything you are is everything I need
All your rough edges fit the missing parts of me
And when your heart is dark I'm your Summer day
And when my blue sky turns desert dry
You're my tin roof rain
Just keep pouring on down
Oh so gentle and so free
I'm falling to the rythm of your heartbeat

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