Roots lyrics

Still remember those early days

Was it some kind of high

We were counting the cars away

Found your head upon my side

Disbelief in what could be

But we held on to what we feel

Lives have grown roots around each other

We both know the truth is, we don't really care

To find any room to doubt each other

We’re tied by the roots of whatever we share

Who says bad times would tire our feet?

Who says bad times would tire our feet?

Who says bad times would tire our feet?

Who says bad times

Then came rolling in these troubles

Life caught us by surprise

Underneath all the rubble

You still stayed by my side

Lives have grown roots around each other

We both know the truth is, we don't really care

To find any room to doubt each other

We're tied by the roots of whatever we share

Lives have grown roots around each other

We both know the truth is, we don’t really care

To find any room to doubt each other

We're tied by the roots of whatever we share