I heard your song on the radio last night,Windows down, moon s

I heard your song on the radio last night, Windows down, moon shining bright. Every word felt like you knew my pain, Like we’d sat and talked in the summer rain. I wish I could meet you, Julia Cole, Sit and talk where the warm winds blow. Ask how you turn heartache into a tune, Under the light of a front porch moon. I’d tell you your music pulled me through, Yeah, I wish I could meet you. You sing like you’ve lived every single line, Like every scar still has its shine. It’s more than just a song to me, It’s the truth I needed to believe. I wish I could meet you, Julia Cole, Sit and talk where the warm winds blow. Ask how you turn heartache into a tune, Under the light of a front porch moon. I’d tell you your music pulled me through, Yeah, I wish I could meet you. Maybe someday our paths will cross, And I’ll thank you for the nights I thought I was lost. I wish I could meet you, Julia Cole, Sit and talk where the warm winds blow. Ask how you turn heartache into a tune, Under the light of a front porch moon. I’d tell you your music pulled me through, Yeah, I wish I could meet you.