Between the Houses

Between the Houses - The Paper Kites

Written by：Sam Bentley

Got to need a better place burn street on the fresh

She don't wanna have a name so workings

They have bad shoe shiny

Just hear your speech

Every time they ask what she got those shoes

She says I got them ready on my finger

That far off the over down anyway

She smile that I can tale

This is what she's talking about

And brothers gathering round that you box

You say I was passing down

Would cover and play it a song

The whole day in the prove

They like the star

Now do to

You don't want to figure it while sleep

You don't want but praise with the news

Need the streets between the houses

All you want is a little true

He said a real age of a New York city

The nice went around

Tryna find me into ground

Hitting buzz speak easy

And instead other woods

Things where we send louder

Now you want it this to unfurl to the wind

Lord look far this whole town

You don't want to figure it while sleep

You don't want but praise with the news

Need the streets between the houses

All you want is a little true

I don't wanna say and might have you go

Singing all best in every one

Between the houses and billboard songs

Now you want is made of true

All you want is made of true