Coastal Lights Lyrics – TROUBLESHOOT
Singer: TROUBLESHOOT
Title: Coastal Lights
Verse 1:
I took a trip one summer day
Met this girl on the western bay
We sat by the ocean side
Breathing in the salt aired tide
Verse 2:
All the things we did back then
Always printed on my skin
We were young it felt so right
Wrote the story of you and i
Pre chorus
All i have are tainted memories
I just wish that you were with me
While i’m here i playback times
Walking through the coastal lights
When i held you in my arms
I knew exactly who i was
But this place don’t feel the same
Memories of you wash away
Like prints we made here in the sand
One day i will understand
Verse 3:
Fast forward about 5 years
I’m back at the same old pier
Where we’d dance under the stars
After leaving local bars
Pre chorus
Now the drinks leave tainted memories
Flashbacks start when you were with me
While i’m here i playback times
Walking through the coastal lights
When i held you in my arms
I knew exactly who i was
Now this place don’t feel the same
Memories of you wash away
Like prints we made here in the sand
One day i will understand
Pre chorus:
All i have are tainted memories
I just wish that you were with me
Drinks leave tainted memories and
Flashbacks start when you were here with me
While i’m here i playback times
Walking through the coastal lights
When i held you in my arms
I knew exactly who i was
But this place don’t feel the same
Memories of you wash away
Like prints we made here in the sand
One day i will understand
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