Back to Top

Nathan Thomas - Simpler Times Lyrics



Nathan Thomas - Simpler Times Lyrics
Official




Seven digits
I'll never forget it
That old school telephone set
Dial each number with my fingertips
It was magic
I could teleport to my best friend
Tell him ready or not, now's the time, grab your bike
Meet me at the fort
Every number memorized
Like memories buried deep inside
They're calling me to simpler times
Where the only thing I worried about was getting home by dark
I got to keep my freedom if I didn't go too far
The city lights weren't bright enough to cover up the stars
I didn't know the difference between a crush and true love
All I ever wanted was for my life to hurry up
Now I'm trying to slow it down and learning how to love
Keep dialing up simpler times
Take a trip now
Back to my first house
There's the tree I used to climb
I could show you my best hideouts
And the trails I used to ride
Like memories buried deep inside
They're calling me to simpler times
Where the only thing I worried about was getting home by dark
I got to keep my freedom if I didn't go too far
The city lights weren't bright enough to cover up the stars
I didn't know the difference between a crush and true love
All I ever wanted was for my life to hurry up
Now I'm trying to slow it down and learning how to love
Keep dialing up simpler times
The only thing I worried about was getting home by dark
I got to keep my freedom if I didn't go too far
The city lights weren't bright enough to cover up the stars
Where the only thing I worried about was getting home by dark
I got to keep my freedom if I didn't go too far
The city lights weren't bright enough to cover up the stars
I didn't know the difference between a crush and true love
All I ever wanted was for my life to hurry up
Now I'm trying to slow it down and learning how to love
Keep dialing up simpler times
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

Seven digits
I'll never forget it
That old school telephone set
Dial each number with my fingertips
It was magic
I could teleport to my best friend
Tell him ready or not, now's the time, grab your bike
Meet me at the fort
Every number memorized
Like memories buried deep inside
They're calling me to simpler times
Where the only thing I worried about was getting home by dark
I got to keep my freedom if I didn't go too far
The city lights weren't bright enough to cover up the stars
I didn't know the difference between a crush and true love
All I ever wanted was for my life to hurry up
Now I'm trying to slow it down and learning how to love
Keep dialing up simpler times
Take a trip now
Back to my first house
There's the tree I used to climb
I could show you my best hideouts
And the trails I used to ride
Like memories buried deep inside
They're calling me to simpler times
Where the only thing I worried about was getting home by dark
I got to keep my freedom if I didn't go too far
The city lights weren't bright enough to cover up the stars
I didn't know the difference between a crush and true love
All I ever wanted was for my life to hurry up
Now I'm trying to slow it down and learning how to love
Keep dialing up simpler times
The only thing I worried about was getting home by dark
I got to keep my freedom if I didn't go too far
The city lights weren't bright enough to cover up the stars
Where the only thing I worried about was getting home by dark
I got to keep my freedom if I didn't go too far
The city lights weren't bright enough to cover up the stars
I didn't know the difference between a crush and true love
All I ever wanted was for my life to hurry up
Now I'm trying to slow it down and learning how to love
Keep dialing up simpler times
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Daniel Doss, Foster Ferrell, Nathan Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Nathan Thomas - Simpler Times Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Nathan Thomas
Language: English
Length: 4:47
Written by: Daniel Doss, Foster Ferrell, Nathan Thomas

Tags:
No tags yet