I can do my best to tell you what it feels like in my skin
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You can't really know unless you've gone where he's been
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I can give you all the details, but you'd never understand
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What it means to let that go; slip right through your hands
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I guess you had to be there when she smiled
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Or had to feel the passion running wild
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Really know the woman and the child
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I guess you had to be there
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'Til she stripped the layers off, seen into your soul
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Watched her make a diamond of a worthless piece of coal
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'Til you've held an angel, then let her fly away
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You won't ever understand, no matter what I say
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I guess you had to be there when she smiled
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Or had to feel the passion running wild
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Really know the woman and the child
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I guess you had to be there
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I guess you had to be there when she smiled
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Or had to feel the passion running wild
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Really know the woman and the child
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I guess you had to be there
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I guess you had to be there when she smiled
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Or had to feel the passion running wild
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'Til you walked in my shoes for a while,
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I guess you had to be there
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I guess you had to be there
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I guess you had to be there
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You Had To Be There
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| Chad Brock |
