The sun's going down on Sycamore
In a house I once called a home
Where the walls just stare and hold sweltering air
Till the night time brings me cold
Been a year, maybe two, it don't matter now
But I go and I see you awhile
Down the road a spell, where the June bugs swell
And the grass grows tall and wild
Life ain't no mystery
You come and you go, you love and you leave
When the sun goes down on Sycamore
I'll be halfway through that door
There's a hole in the wall where I hid some things
There's a picture of us in '85
I'm wearing a suit that's navy blue
And you're wearing that same old smile
It's a long way down this driveway
I feel the gravel between my toes
I could turn and look behind me
But I've got too many miles to go
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Van Dyke Brown - Sycamore Lyrics
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The sun's going down on Sycamore
In a house I once called a home
Where the walls just stare and hold sweltering air
Till the night time brings me cold
Been a year, maybe two, it don't matter now
But I go and I see you awhile
Down the road a spell, where the June bugs swell
And the grass grows tall and wild
Life ain't no mystery
You come and you go, you love and you leave
When the sun goes down on Sycamore
I'll be halfway through that door
There's a hole in the wall where I hid some things
There's a picture of us in '85
I'm wearing a suit that's navy blue
And you're wearing that same old smile
It's a long way down this driveway
I feel the gravel between my toes
I could turn and look behind me
But I've got too many miles to go
In a house I once called a home
Where the walls just stare and hold sweltering air
Till the night time brings me cold
Been a year, maybe two, it don't matter now
But I go and I see you awhile
Down the road a spell, where the June bugs swell
And the grass grows tall and wild
Life ain't no mystery
You come and you go, you love and you leave
When the sun goes down on Sycamore
I'll be halfway through that door
There's a hole in the wall where I hid some things
There's a picture of us in '85
I'm wearing a suit that's navy blue
And you're wearing that same old smile
It's a long way down this driveway
I feel the gravel between my toes
I could turn and look behind me
But I've got too many miles to go
Writer: Scott Honea
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