Hazlett - Missionary Feelings

Hazlett - Missionary Feelings 

Come back home for the lightning chase
I don’t know why I hate this place
All these eyes staring back at you
And I’m hoping they don’t change my room

Talk a little too fast gonna bite my tongue
Dusty lace living in my lungs 
A memory flood but it’s gone too soon
Here’s to summer storms in the afternoon
But I hope they don’t change my room


Oh I hate to say I’m leaving 
Got tired missionary feelings
Oh I know there’s other reasons 
So what’s the point of trusting
You’re gonna leave me here with nothing
Oh and everybody wants something
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)


Swell so loud I forgot your name 
Cut your hair but you look the same 
Pay somebody and they’ll pack your bags
Full of memories you’d rather have 
But I hope you don’t mind the sand 


Oh I hate to say I’m leaving 
Got tired missionary feelings
Oh I know there’s other reasons 
So what’s the point of trusting
You’re gonna leave me here with nothing
Oh and everybody wants something
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)