Hours - Wyatt Roberts

I could talk to you for hours, ain’t it sweet

Baby I could buy you flowers, what it mean

I put the hours in, I put the hours in just to sweep you off of your feet

If you’re putting in the hours for me

I could talk to you for hours, walking down the street

I could tell you all about the ways, about the ways I want it to be, yeah

From the sunshine, to the night time, girl I swear it don’t make no sense

Cause I’m giving you these hours that you’re never putting in

You could stop me like a red light, you can run me like a race

You can call me in the dead of the night, hit up my phone so you can talk about

your day

You can have a damn good time, and tell me somethings gotta' change

You can tell me that your feeling me and you’re tired of me in the same day

And she told me it’s a cruel world, she don’t got time for me

That shit ain’t cool girl please, don’t lie to me

If I dropped the coupe top down would you ride for me

I’ve been sacking two months now, for a diamond ring

I thought that you were different, now I see you on the same shit baby

With the cards your dealt you can’t play me baby

Once again, is it such a sin, after tonight, we’ll act like we’re just friends

I could talk to you for hours, walking down the street

I could tell you all about the ways, about the ways I want it to be, yeah

From the sunshine, to the night time, girl I swear it don’t make no sense

Cause I’m giving you these hours that you’re never putting in