Joy Williams - Front Porch Lyrics
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Front Porch
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What Are The Lyrics For Front Porch By Joy Williams?
There are no wrong roads
And no window stays closed And love is always sad when it fades The glass is better stained anyways If never you find what you're looking for Come on back to the front porch Say my name through the screen door Come on back to the front porch Whatever you've done, it doesn't matter 'Cause darling we're all a little splintered and battered But the light is on, what you waiting for? Come on back, come on back to the front porch We carved a story in these boards Watching life go back and forth You take it all for granted, then you leave And then it takes a while to realize what you need If never you find what you're looking for Come on back to the front porch Say my name through the screen door Come on back to the front porch Whatever you've done, it doesn't matter 'Cause darling we're all a little splintered and battered But the light is on, what you waiting for? Come on back, come on back I took the long way Looking for the shortcut To find out that this place Was made of the best stuff If never you find what you're looking for Come on back to the front porch Say my name through the screen door, oh Come on back to the front porch Whatever you've done, it doesn't matter 'Cause darling we're all a little splintered and battered But the light is on, what you waiting for? Come on back, come on back, oh Come on back Come on back to the front porch |
Who Wrote Front Porch By Joy Williams?
Emily Shackelton, Joy Williams, Liz Rose
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What's The Duration Of The Front Porch By Joy Williams?The duration of Front Porch is 3:51 minutes and seconds. |
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