MADILYN BAILEY Maps

Welcome to wellregardedbirds lyrics MADILYN BAILEY Maps Lyrics, singer by MADILYN BAILEY

I miss the taste of a sweeter life
I miss the conversation
I?m searching for a song tonight
I?m changing all of the stations

I like to think that we had it all
We drew a map to a better place
But on that road I took a fall
Oh baby why did you run away?

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

Now I?m following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you

I hear your voice in my sleep at night
Hard to resist temptation
‘Cause something strange has come over me
Now I can?t get over you
No, I just can?t get over you

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

So I?m following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Oh to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you

But I wonder where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

So I?m following the map that leads to you

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