Verse 1. All around me smoke is heavy. Going down deep, I'm not ready. The world is burning but I don't even care. I'm just waiting for you to be there. Sirens are screaming and I just can't relax (ju
There's something about the Georgia summer afternoons. When the sun goes down, and the air gets cool. And it's haunting me, it's haunting me. . And I've been missing that place too much it seems.
