[Instrumental Intro] 🍩 [Instrumental] 🍩 [Intro] (adaption) [Pre-Chorus] You’re my spirit girl, and I’ve never seen a girl like you (adaption). Like the quiet in the canyon after it all fell through... You’re my soul girl, but the night keeps pullin’ through (adaption). Guess I just learn to live with the thought that feels like you... [Verse 1] There’s a sink full of dishes caked with brain I can’t clean. Pocket full of change; that won’t buy me... Anything. I’ve been wishin’ on the cracks In the ceiling again. Hopin’ love might come back; in a shape she... understands. [Verse 2] You called me "Mister Rancho" and I couldn’t read the thread. I patched up all the silence; With the things leaked... From my head. It’s just a matter of adaption but that’s what they always say. But I still marvel in the version; dreaming you somehow chose... To stay. [Instrumental Interlude] 🍩 [Chorus] You’re my home girl, and I’ve never seen a girl like you (adaption). Like the quiet in the canyon after it all fell through... You’re my good girl, but the night keeps pullin’ through (adaption). Guess I just learn to live with the thought that feels like you... [Verse 3] I’ve got eye-phones in a drawer of times I can’t explain. And a list of “I told you so’s” that I thumb-beat... To the rain. You kissed like a practice hand held together by hope. Now I trace your outline; from the dust on... My coat. [Verse 4] We took it slow until we moved too fast. Now the days drip by; off the... Stained glass. Your eyes asked a question that I answered too late. Now I sit on the porch; and just... Wait. [Instrumental Bridge] 🍩 [Bridge] I still love your soul; I see it's drifting away. Like sunlight through curtains on a... April day. I think you should come over; if you don’t make the call. 'Cause they don’t know if we feel it... At all. [Chorus] You’re my bad girl, and I’ve never seen a girl like you (adaption). Like the quiet in the canyon after it all fell through... You’re my dream girl, but the night keeps pullin’ through (adaption). Guess I just learn to live with the thought that feels like you... [Hook] Some things don’t break they just bend out of shape... The commitments we made that will never be faced... It’s just a matter of time is what they all say... But I still see your face in the clouds of my day... [Outro] You’re my big girl, and I’ve never seen a girl like you (adaption). Like the quiet in the canyon after it all fell through... You’re my little girl, but the night keeps pullin’ through (adaption). Guess I just learn to live with the thought that feels like you... [Instrumental Ending] 🍩 (adaption)