Wish I could crawl up inside your head sometimes
You wouldn't even know I was there
And I could say all the things you wanna hear
Instead of leaning on tired phrases
I'll meet you at the finish line
I don't know where to begin
Though I'd rather not see you walk away
I don't have the words
To make-a you stay
Wish I could take a step out of time sometimes
You wouldn't even know I was gone
And I think of the things you wanna hear
Instead of comin' up short
I'll meet you at the finish line
I don't know where to begin
Though I'd rather not see you walk away
I don't have the words
To make-a you stay
I don't have the words...
To make-a you stay...
Minneapolis-based songwriter and novelist Dan Hornsby makes warm, wobbly guitar pop following the narrative of a hapless lost decade. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 9, 2024