And If My Heart Should Somehow Stop - Live At The Theatre At The Ace Hotel, Los Angeles / 2015 - James Vincent McMorrow

he wind changed the first day that you came through

Cut the corn, washed it clean

Now everything that's ever gone before is like a blur

And it's all because of you

And now I find this city's like a stranger to me

I once was fooled by Cadillacs and honey

And no one feels like you

Not like you, not like you, not like you, no

'Cause even though the flower fades

Something takes its place

A marching band on a sunny day

Two pretty eyes or a a pretty face

In the forest I made my home

Lay down on hard and ancient stone

And if my heart should somehow stop

I'll hang on to the hope that you're not too late

That you're not too late

And there are times I know when I will have to chase you

The further from my side you go the longing grows

And I will hate this but I'll still want you

Yes, I will hate it but I'll still want you now

Even though the flower dies

Somethings by it's side

A helping hand or a kiss goodbye

To ease it on it's way

In the forest I made my home

Lay down on hard and ancient stone

And if my heart should somehow stop

I'll hang on to the hope that you're not too late, yeah, yeah, yeah

Not too late, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

In the forest I made my home

Lay down on hard and ancient stone

If my heart should somehow stop

I'll hang on to the hope that you're not too late

That you're not too late