we went our seperate ways
‘til the hole in my heart was too much to take.
you made that drive down to my dorm room that night,
every knock at the door you go and hide,
and i thought i’d drown in the tears that you cried,
just a holdin’ on tight.
…just like one of the guys you stuck right by my side; at every football game there with a smile,
two in the crowd screaming ‘go dawgs go’.
oh I remember the way love felt in freshman year
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| — | Freshman Year- Brantley Gilbert |
