Little Moon by Kip Moore
There's a city, on the top of the mountains,
I used to go there as a child.
And there's a forgotten forest there,
Full of those drunken trees.
They look like they're falling apart you know,
Just like the people there, those fools.
Oh no, don't get me wrong it's, it's a wonderful place.
I'm actually headed towards the mountains right now.
My train should arrive any minute now.
You can follow me if you want,
I mean if you have time.
Birds are leaving over here
I saw them sail away
They looked just like saints
I heard myself whisper your name
I was asleep in a dream
Then you woke me up
The way you look at me now
These lights that used to shine
I've been blowing them out
Well I remember those few nights
When the sky it stared right back at us
Felt so small standing next to you