calico - Searows

Lyrics by：Alec Duckart

Composed by：Alec Duckart

Produced by：Alec Duckart/Jonathan Pearce

Fit me in your pocket

I was always looking for a friend

And you wanted me to ask you anything

But didn't wanna spoil the end

Maybe this was all an answer

In a long line of thought

Maybe this is the end of the good part

Or maybe it's not

It's the feeling that you're coming home to

Rest all you've been standing on

I'll be anything you turn me into

I will be your favorite song

It gets sunny in the afternoon

Maybe you would like some tea

Or we'll dance around to tombstone blues

Run away with me

Maybe we just have to try a little bit

For another chance at this

Maybe I was letting go too quick

Before I knew what I had missed

It's the feeling that you're coming home to

Rest all you've been standing on

I'll be anything you turn me into

I will be your favorite song