Songtext zu 'Baby Blue' von Tyler Lyle

Last one to leave
Turn the lights off when you go
But if you make it big, kid
Be sure to let us know

You're still holding on
For a song that might break through
For a word that might make sense
For a line that might come true

I hope you do, baby blue
And I hope you do, baby blue

'Cause no one gives the leaver the last word
But I'd cast your life in bronze
With your one foot out the door

King of the hometown scene
You were wild, and you were free
And now you're thirty-three
With a baby to feed

Maybe it's time to give up
Maybe it's time to move on
Maybe it's time to come home
Maybe it's time to let it go

Last one to leave
Don't let it hit you in your gut
When you write your gospel down
Go for broke and go for blood

What does it mean?
I guess we all get old
It's not a simple thing
Trying to keep it all afloat

I hope you do, baby blue
And I hope you do, baby blue

'Cause no one gives the leaver the last word
But I'd cast your life in bronze
With your one foot out the door

King of the hometown scene
You were good, but you were green
Now you're thirty-three
With a baby to feed

Maybe it's time to give up
Maybe it's time to move on
Maybe it's time to come home
Maybe it's time to let it go

Sold the amp to pay for rent
And the pbr gets expensive
When the diaper bills come rolling in
And your daughter's crying at 2am

Something's coming and something's gone
A part feels right, a part feels wrong
A sacrament, a one last song
You try and sing your whole life long
Your life itself is that song

Baby blue, baby blue
And I hope you do, baby blue
And I hope you do, baby blue
And I hope you do, baby blue