Benson Boone

Nights Like These

Lights are low
My hands are cold against the wheel
You still have my coat
Eyes are lost in the fog without you here
And I can't see the road

Now I'm standing at your door
And I hope that you're not home
So, I can get used to being alone

On nights like these when my willpower's weak
I'm gonna call, so, just let it ring
I'll drive these streets, don't come looking for me
If you're letting go, then I'm gonna need
More nights like these

I fight the urge to write the words up in my head
That I know I shouldn't send (that I know I shouldn't send)
It's hard to heal when I keep stealing glances at your picture
So, I look away again

On nights like these when my willpower's weak
I'm gonna call, so just let it ring
I'll drive these streets, don't come looking for me
If you're letting go, then I'm gonna need
More nights like

You gotta let me drown
You gotta let me fall apart
Without you here to catch me
And if you're not around
I gotta learn to face the dark
'Cause days turn into nights like these
Nights like these (nights like these)

'Cause days turn into night like these when my willpower's weak
I'm gonna call, so, just let it ring
I'll drive these streets, don't come looking for me
If you're letting go, then I'm gonna need
More nights like these
Nights like these