Sometimes it's a pair of old faded denim
|
I know it's gonna fit me like a friend
|
Or some radio song you can't help but sing along
|
Wishing they'd spin it over and over again
|
|
Could be the windows down on a Sunday drive
|
Smell of rain on a summer night
|
Anything that brings a little more comfort my way
|
But sometimes, there's those times
|
It's gotta be you
|
|
[CHORUS]
|
I keep telling myself I'm movin' on
|
But I'm stumbling
|
Believin' my heart was strong enough
|
And now I'm wanderin'
|
But every step I take that leads me away
|
Just circles back to your door
|
Wishin' I didn't love you anymore
|
|
I've tried turning to the arms of someone new
|
But I can't seem to fool this fool
|
I've seen closin' times with every bottle dry
|
And I've seen days alone in my own room
|
I've asked God and magazines, stacks of books and movie screens
|
Anything to bring a little more comfort my way
|
But sometimes, there's those times
|
It's gotta be you
|
|
[CHORUS]
|
I keep tellin' myself I'm movin' on
|
But I'm stumbling
|
Believin' my heart was strong enough
|
And now I'm wandering
|
'Cause every step I take that leads me away
|
Just circles back to your door
|
Wishin' I didn't love you anymore
|
Will you give me more?
|
|
I've done everything I can to forget
|
If there is a way, I ain't found it yet
|
|
I keep tellin' myself I'm movin' on
|
Believin' my heart was strong
|
But every step I take that leads me away
|
Just circles back to your door
|
Wishin' I didn't love you
|
What I'd give if I could touch you
|
Wishin' I didn't love you anymore
|
|
-----------------
|
Wishing
|
| Sugarland |
