Untitiled Songtext
von Stephanie Quayle

Everybody knows a song
Where the cowboy rides away
The one where the good die young
An innocent coming of age
And there′s the one about the wide-eyed girl
Who runs down her dreams out west
And then there's the one about me
That one ain′t finished yet


It's still "Untitled"
Unbridled
It turns like a radio dial
It's the heart of a child
Into the wild
It′s a front porch, crash course
One horse town
Survival
A revival
It′s a verse from a back row Bible
I'm still making it up as I go along
But for now I′m calling this song "Untitled"
It's Untitled

It starts off sweet and slow
Like the sway of a backyard swing
And the good stuff all kicks in
Right around seventeen
And it sounds like summer
And hits like a kiss
Cries in the night
For the ones you miss
It′s a prayer, it's a party
And it′s only getting started


It's still "Untitled"
Unbridled
It turns like a radio dial
It's the heart of a child
Into the wild
It′s a front porch, crash course
One horse town
Survival
A revival
It′s a verse from a back row Bible
I'm still making it up as I go along
But for now I′m calling this song "Untitled"

I'm a needle
On vinyl
I′m a red dirt road disciple
I'm a blue jean anthem
Best parts ain′t even happened

It's still "Untitled"
Unbridled
It turns like a radio dial
It's the heart of a child
Into the wild
It′s a front porch, crash course
One horse town
Survival
A revival
It′s a verse from a back row Bible
I'm still making it up as I go along
But for now I′m calling this song "Untitled"

It's Untitled