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Sunday, March 13, 2011

somewhere with you

The other day I wrote a blog about Adele's song "Rolling in the Deep". I talked about how it's one of those songs that speaks to you. Sometimes it seems like a song was written just for you. Sometimes a song just means something to you at a certain time and you just need it. This weekend this was my song. I think it explains exactly what my heart is feeling. You know how sometimes you have the words, but you almost don't know how to say them...I feel like I knew what to say, but this just makes them sound so much better. I was out of town this weekend on a super fun trip, but at the same time I was having a slightly emotional time on the inside. Maybe Kenny just knew what I was feeling.

Somewhere With You - Kenny Chesney


If you're going out
With someone new
I'm going out
With someone too

I won't feel sorry for me
I'm getting drunk
But I'd much rather be
Somewhere with you


Laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah
Driving around on a Saturday night
You made fun of me for singing my song
Got a hotel room just to turn you on

You said pick me up at 3 a.m.
You're fighting with your mom again
And I'd go, I'd go, I'd go
Somewhere with you, yeah

I won't sit
Outside your house
And wait for the lights
To go out

Call up an ex
To rescue me
Climb in their bed when I'd much rather sleep
Somewhere with you


Like we did on the beach last summer
When the rain came down and we took cover
Down in your car, out by the pier
You laid me down, whispered in my ear

I hate my life, hold on to me
Ah, if you ever decide to leave
Then I'll go, I'll go, I'll go

I can go out every night of the week
Can go home with anybody I meet
But it's just a temporary high
'Cause when I close my eyes

I'm somewhere with you
Somewhere with you

If you see me
Out on the town
And it looks like
I'm burning it down

You won't ask
And I won't say
But in my heart I'm always
Somewhere with you


Laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah
Driving around on a Saturday night
You made fun of me for singing my song
Got a hotel room just to turn you on

You said pick me up at 3 a.m.
You're fighting with your mom again
And I'd go, I'd go, I'd go

I can go out every night of the week
Can go home with anybody I meet
But it's just a temporary high
'Cause when I close my eyes

I'm somewhere with you
Somewhere with you
Somewhere with you
I'm somewhere with you

Somewhere with you
Somewhere with you
Somewhere with you

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