I've been talking in my sleep
I've been talking in my sleep
secrets that I meant to keep in the back seat
we'll be heading north somewhere
and all I know is I don't know when
but by the time that we get there
it won't be lonely, lonely...
with all these broken lines
all these broken lines
under a Southern sky
let's get lost in time
following broken lines
unafraid of what I knew
and terrified of wanting you
but if I don't try
I'll only lose the road before me
with all these broken lines
all these broken lines
under a Southern sky
let's get lost in time
following broken lines, broken lines
I know you may not notice
this havoc in my head that I can't help
in waiting out the storm
I just needed you to say
that you would hold on, hold on...
With all these broken lines
under a Southern sky
let's get lost in time
just following broken lines
following broken lines
broken lines...