Song Lyrics

John Zambricki


Airport GoodBye
When I was a child
I stumbled as a child
I grew but I have yet to stand
The minutes running by
Playing catch me if you can
All our best days were spent
Making other plans

If I knew what I know now then
I'd go back to that house
we were living in
and hold you in your tracks
when you ask
Say its real love
Real Love
If I knew what I know now
Back Then

When we were in Love
there was never enough
time for you
I was always lost
In the airport goodbye
I didn't think you would fly
I waited at the gate for you to turn Back

If I knew what I know now then
I'd go back to that house
we were living in
and hold you in your tracks
when you ask
Say its real love
Real Love
If I knew what I know now
Back Then

Wide Awake
From the sound of your own heart beating
You can't here it till it breaks
Then it's too late

If I knew what I know now then
I'd go back to that house
we were living in
and hold you in your tracks
when you ask
Say its real love
Real Love
If I knew what I know now
Back Then


Charleston
Waking up in the hot sun
In Charleston
Counting waves off Folly Island
To Kill the time
Before the tides in

Kicking back at Harley's Bar
Find a lady
All the ghosts haunting the market
cry and shake the Chains of Slavery

when there's nothing left too see
leave it in your memories
She stayed the same
I changed
I won't go back to Charleston

Breaking into a church off 8th
Is not evil
Blowing lines straight off the bible
Making love inside a steeple
Stumbling home at the stroke of dawn
Half Crazy
It's always quiet in the Morning
Unless the Harbor holds a storm in

When theres nothing left to see
Leave it in your memories
She stayed the same
I changed
I won't go back to Charleston


Sarah
Sarah
I never met you
I saw you in a photograph
Stretching on a yoga mat
I hoped that one day I could talk to you
If I never do
I will always wonder

I'm tired of saying I might
Reading books
I should be writing
I'm tossing hooks
but getting caught up in the waves
If I showed up what would you say

Sarah
I packed my bags
tonight I'm tying up loose ends
making big plans
I gotta head to San Francisco
If I never go
I will always wonder

I'm tired of saying I might
Reading books
I should be writing
I'm tossing hooks
but getting caught up in the waves
If I showed up what would you say

What if she won't answer the door
or thinks it's weird i found her picture

I'm tired of saying I might
Reading books
I should be writing
I'm tossing hooks
but getting caught up in the waves
If I showed up what would you say

Sarah
I got sidetracked
I swear I'll find a way
Break what's keeping me
It tears me up to think
If i don't show
you'll never even know
that i ever wondered


The Wishing Well
She's lit up like a christmas tree
this night could last all week
you can join her for a change of pace

Slides in broke and beautiful
holding
the second bump is never the same

Tell her it's alright
everything's ok
shake her at sunrise
call it a new day
But its deeper than she'll tell
There's no bottom to the wishing well

Fluent in society
and welcome where she stops
never runs out of things to say

Its sparkles when we take the knife
beauty is relative to light
vanities a switch away

Tell her it's alright
everything's ok
shake her at sunrise
call it a new day
But its deeper than she'll tell
she's sorry for herself
There's no bottom to the wishing well




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