outside the lines
pearce, riley
she holds herself to the rhythm that the wind blows
that's the thing to be ashamed of
your eyes are like the water
you eyes are like the bluest skies
you make me want to live outside the lines
you headed to the border at the peak of night
oh with nothing but the feeling that it feels right
you gotta leave this town
you gotta leave this town
and with the ticking of the clock
but you were never one to keep track of anything right
your eyes are like the water
in ways that i could never specify
you make me want to live outside the lines
you were the pleasant change in the evening air
oh if only our lines would touch
you were the pleasant change in the evening air
if only our lines would touch
if only our lines would touch
if only our lines would touch
you never feel the windchill in the summer time
you never see your when you're love blind
and baby we were so blind
oh and baby we were so blind