Untitled
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Untitled
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Deep to the heart right from the start she talks softly over a glass of wine
Now and again she's more than my friend, why don't you just throw me a line
But it would be great, she'd dedicate just a minute from mu precious time
I'd give it a while, but that's not my style, how is that a crime?
And everyone says that I'm wild
Pardon my French but I still am a my child
And that was the day I told her I need more time
Well I began walking when she was still talking, looking for that exit sign
Pardon my face but I'm leaving no trace cause I really haven't got no more time
Well I began thinking and my heart is just sinking and I'm looking for that place to go
Well isn't it sad, she'll treat you so bad, but you never really let her know
And everyone says that she's crying
But I can't forget the time I was trying
And that was the day I told her I need some time
And I know, I know what it feels like to be alone
I say now I know, I know what it feels like to be at home
I say now I like, I like stopping to say hello
This is my life, my life why can't we take this slow?
Why won't you take em slow?
Why won't you take me slow?
Well I've been through the phases, I'm walking through your mazes
I'm so damn sick, I am tired
This isn't fair but I was never aware of the patience that you required
But if I could have kissed you every time that I missed you I would still have walked out the door
Because now and again, I could sure use a friend, isn't that what you're for?
And everyone says that I'm lying
But I can't forget the time I was trying
And that was the day I told her I need more time
And I know, I know what it feels like to be alone
You see now I know, I know what it feels like to be at home
You see now I like, I like stopping to say hello
This is my life, my life why can't we take this slow?
Just so you know
I know, I had a feeling but I used to let it go
But I know, I had a feeling but sometimes I wouldn't let it grow
I know, where you been, where you been, I know
I used to like smiling all about Walking round this town with out my hands out
I could keep to myself for a while
Entertaining and all and all them styles
But hear you come walking down the sidewalk drummin
You got your heels clackin on the ground I can't believe it, this girl fine as hell
She give me lovin but I cant live without
But here we are, here I am, untitled once again
I think she did it, man, she wasn't my friend
She couldn't handle nothing so I left instead
So here we are, feeling fine
I got a new life I love just fine
Hurt and I know everything that you been through
I know, I know, I know
I know, I lie, I cry, I know
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