SZA - Warm Winds lyrics

(feat. Isaiah Rashad) [Intro: SZA] Hey, hey glory child, hey [Verse 1: SZA] Hey glory child, don't you worry Stuttering, shaken off your fear Beauty's never given in a hurry So condescending, leave your questions here Hey glory child, don't you worry I can see your skeleton so clear Doubting's only made your visions blurry You're better off just looking in the mirror [Hook: SZA] Show me a better way, I wish you could Show me a better way, I wish you would Come home today, you could Come home today [Verse 2: SZA] I am shooting stars you will never see me Watching over your every mistake Digging out of graves is never easy Handing you my shovel, here to take Always playing catch me if you can Gingerbread you heard I'm sweet to taste Close your eyes let go and count to ten I'll keep track of every moment wasted [Hook] [Beat Change] [Intro: SZA & Isaiah Rashad] Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away Call your phone on a late night I recall your soul and it taste like Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds [Hook: SZA & Isaiah Rashad] Quit clipping on your feet Quit clipping on your wings Sometimes we hate to leave somebody Whats happening to we? Warm winds on a space ride When I call your phone on a late night I recall your soul and it taste like... Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds Quit clipping on your feet Quit clipping on your wings Sometimes we hate to leave somebody Whats happening to we? Warm winds on a space ride [Verse 1: SZA] Sometimes, I call your name out loud Just to make sure it's you Sometimes, I crack my veins so bad Just to see if it's blue You clean me up [Hook] [Verse 2: SZA] Sometimes I bite my lips and close my eyes Just to pretend it's you Long live, lonely thoughts on Thursday nights That's when I think of you We were all thirteen once Long live tramp stamps and Pepper Ann You will never judge me for that You will always love me for that [Outro: SZA] Warm winds on a space ride When I call your phone on a late night I recall your soul and it taste like... Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds