Cold at my front door - Robbie Gilbertson

Robbie G.
Robbie G.
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Published 2017-06-28
All by my lonesome, i wait by the phone
I know, you did something wrong.
A fire burns in my home, as you wait by the phone
I'm going back where i belong.

I'm wide awake but I'm not so sure
Why your cold at my front door
I'm wide awake but I'm not so sure
Why your cold at my front door

Don't know where you been, but i know i cant win
If i try, if i try
You've come from quite a-ways, but I've been gone for days
For now, you can feel this way.

I'm wide awake but I'm not so sure
Why your cold at my front door
I'm wide awake but I'm not so sure
Why your cold at my front door.

Photo cred: Kaleb Gilbertson
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