Hard Times Come To Those Who Wait
Lost Songs: Vol. I
Woke up to fields among the fire
Ran down the hill, stepped inside
Call you up in time
To make it out
But you were sleepin’
Better off alone this time
Rode into town, up in smoke
Tryna figure out what’s been broke
Can you help me out?
I’m just a friend
A lot like you
Light it up
It ain't mine to choose
Hard times come to those who wait
By now or maybe yesterday
In the night I hear you call
Thunder by my name
Hard times come to those who wait
If you wait
And someone, anyone
With something left to smile
Could be there for someone
But I’ve been gone for miles
Loading up the truck, you drive away
By the door, a tired, picture frame
When you hold my hand
It’s hard to breathe
But I see clearly
Sometimes the dark is all it takes
Hard times come to those who wait
By now or maybe yesterday
In the night I hear you call
Thunder by my name
Hard times come to those who wait
If you wait
About the Creator
Sawyer Phillips
Singer-songwriter recovering from an injury. *Now pursuing a career in creative writing* Black coffee and late night flights. ☕️✈️✨

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