Gotta Do (feat. Colton Ford) - Quentin Harris

It's all hitting the same No words lost in the waves Man I'm out of here Come home with ringing ears Sat down the first time in years Who are you Won it too and you don't have half the first clue What we've been doing up 'til Right about now Waves look the same The same hand dealt different days Thanks for coming through First time with you Thanks to the last time I get it now it's just fine And laid to rest Gold's in your chest Put down the fiddle man that's Rome in the smoke Show me what's real about it Show me where to go Sit by the cradle overseas it can wait Bought the whole future and Sold my estate

Shoreline moved Cliffs rose up and they reached up to you Oh deeper blue Lighter now that the sun came through Out on the rise Sat on the bluffs and wondered up at the sky Over the side Dropped down in and the walls looked white Could it feel the same The flash and shine and the lights on the bay Would you hold and stay Longer and brought their take on the day Older now Look what the fullness of day brought about Oh lifted out Wonderin' and waited and it's rounded out now Love the first part counts White light then and the orange is holding you now Out from town Rolled off and over and released the way down Don't know now What's no reason to stops no reason to doubt

Over the gates You know that that way you couldn't stay Tried today Welcomed you in and you're not late Over your shoulder you spent this year Days got short but we didn't grow older Looking down We like it better when we know you're around Draw you out Looked at us later and we'll know what we found Two of you, saw you through More than the world but it looks like you choose Right now No more a shadow even no more a doubt Not so loud Showed us in deed but it carried more word of mouth Draw you out Look at us later and we'll know what we found Someone else in the room No one would notice it's between you two World faded away Nothing to wonder even nothing to say Cashed in on the lease Finally together fully finally free Simple and sane and appealing plain Always moving and it's equally great Mountains moved Called you out son and this is yours too Looking down We like it better when we know you're around Wrapped in wings Here just to show you the love in next scene

Ounce for ounce was the right amount Added back into yours and we'll never run out Gave it back at the final count Tallied up and he said son, how'd you make out Opened up and the tally's out Buddy said say here's your smile marks and how'd you make out Top brass the seals on your envelope Signed and stamped and dated just for you Roll soul all the numbers on your metal roll Sitting there on the double says it's gonna be a roll Looks to me like it's all been worn The age only makes me a little more sure Now that we know that it's always been True to its form Roundel said son why don't you turn and face Well keep 'em happy and you're staying up with your chase First in luck and tucked into second place Silver wings said the paint looks a lot like their ace Loved the rock in the wings and the way that the Wash came back over your silver seams Heard the whistle in the ports saying the Glass was forward and he Came overshore Good shot was it not Is that a smile that I picked up and painted on Don't mind the waves