Pacific City

Campfire smoke is blowing in your eyes
Smell of home and ponderosa pine

Asking to sleep in
I know we're both tired
Of dreaming and sinking
And laughing while crying

Sun rising on a coastline
Hung over from a long drive
The sun was shining off the waves
Like it was solid gold

We're hanging by the wayside
Like towels on a clothesline
You said it wasn't pretty
But it was so magical

Pacific City had a hold on me
Like a kid with a kite
Holding tight to that string

The aspen trees shaking
Like confetti fire
I'm no good at waiting
But trust me I'm trying

Sun rising on a coastline
Hung over from a long drive
The sun was shining off the waves
Like it was solid gold

We're hanging by the wayside
Like towels on a clothesline
You said it wasn't pretty
But it was so magical

It's enough
It's enough
To hold on to
It's your love
It's your love
I belong to

It's enough
It's enough
To hold on to
It's your love
It's your love
I belong to

Sun rising on a coastline
Hung over from a long drive
The sun was shining off the waves
Like it was solid gold