You in the morning time
Reminds me of the summer time
And any time that ain't right now
Seems to be a waste of time
The way the grass fills hills with the holler
And the sun gives in to the cresting moon
Well I'm giving in tomorrow
Making love in the afternoon
When you go down hard
Will you come up swinging?
I f*cking hate love
But I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here
When I finally woke
I love you in the evenings
But I f*cking hate high hopes
You in the morning time
Remind me of a simpler time
Cutting grass for cash and gasoline
To prove I'm worth your touch and time
The way a woman's hands are more fair
To a wise man's worn out ways
The way I figured out I was worthless
When I lost a love that should've stayed
Cause when you go down hard
You come up swinging
I f*cking hate love
But I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here
When I finally woke
I love you in the evenings
But I f*cking hate high hopes
You in the morning time
Reminds me that each day is mine
To be grateful for the rising sun
Sneaking through the window blinds
The way you tell me its alright
The past has past
And right now's arrived
You in the morning time
Makes me glad I'm still alive
Zach Bryan - Waterwell Lyrics
Zach Bryan - Waterwell Lyrics
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You in the morning time
Reminds me of the summer time
And any time that ain't right now
Seems to be a waste of time
The way the grass fills hills with the holler
And the sun gives in to the cresting moon
Well I'm giving in tomorrow
Making love in the afternoon
When you go down hard
Will you come up swinging?
I f*cking hate love
But I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here
When I finally woke
I love you in the evenings
But I f*cking hate high hopes
You in the morning time
Remind me of a simpler time
Cutting grass for cash and gasoline
To prove I'm worth your touch and time
The way a woman's hands are more fair
To a wise man's worn out ways
The way I figured out I was worthless
When I lost a love that should've stayed
Cause when you go down hard
You come up swinging
I f*cking hate love
But I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here
When I finally woke
I love you in the evenings
But I f*cking hate high hopes
You in the morning time
Reminds me that each day is mine
To be grateful for the rising sun
Sneaking through the window blinds
The way you tell me its alright
The past has past
And right now's arrived
You in the morning time
Makes me glad I'm still alive
Reminds me of the summer time
And any time that ain't right now
Seems to be a waste of time
The way the grass fills hills with the holler
And the sun gives in to the cresting moon
Well I'm giving in tomorrow
Making love in the afternoon
When you go down hard
Will you come up swinging?
I f*cking hate love
But I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here
When I finally woke
I love you in the evenings
But I f*cking hate high hopes
You in the morning time
Remind me of a simpler time
Cutting grass for cash and gasoline
To prove I'm worth your touch and time
The way a woman's hands are more fair
To a wise man's worn out ways
The way I figured out I was worthless
When I lost a love that should've stayed
Cause when you go down hard
You come up swinging
I f*cking hate love
But I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here
When I finally woke
I love you in the evenings
But I f*cking hate high hopes
You in the morning time
Reminds me that each day is mine
To be grateful for the rising sun
Sneaking through the window blinds
The way you tell me its alright
The past has past
And right now's arrived
You in the morning time
Makes me glad I'm still alive
