Goapele Feat. Clyde Carson
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I'm looking at you from a distance
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Wondering how all my feelings changed
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Do you remember even half the shit we used to do?
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And how we used to be?
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I wish it was different
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...All these feelings inside me...
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But I still beleive
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(I mean, what is you saying then?)
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That it could be different
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I know I miss the butterflies, the look in your eyes, how they would shine
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It could be different
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But now it feels like it's over baby
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It could be different
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If you would realize you need to set aside just a little time
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It could be different
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And I know we could make it better babe
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You know I can't keep living on memories
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What if where this is turning just isn't meant to be?
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We used to get lifted
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And love, we craved it so insatiably
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And lately I been missing all the little things
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Then maybe I got comfortable with the way you would treat me
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Hot meals cooked up, way you would feed me
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I'm selfish... how could I let my fear defeat me?
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Scared of something different, now I see you complete me
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Ay, I don't like to argue a bit...
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I promise I'll change if I ain't gotta hear your lip
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Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sayin but you don't respect
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You don't listen, you're no different... save your breathe
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(Got damn it!)
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That it could be different
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I know you sayin I should change,
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Throughout time I ain't the same in my ways
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It could be different
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I see your feelings start to fade,
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It's all my fault ma, your feelings ain't the same
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It could be different
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Ma, why is you mad? Actin like everything I do is bad
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It could be different
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You got some issues too, listen ain't nothing that we can't get through
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You're high, I'm low and still this distance seems to grab ahold
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I miss you so, and making love still feels like coming home
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We fuss, we fight, I leave, you might
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But then you make it right
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You see, at night can't stand the sight of you not in my life
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That it could be different
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I know I miss the butterflies, the look in your eyes, how they would shine
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It could be different
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But now it feels like it's over baby
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It could be different
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If you would realize you need to set aside just a little time
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It could be different
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And I know we could make it better babe
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Let's take it back to the picnics at Tillman, flicks with the children
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Talks by the lake, them walks through your building
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The feeling of fresh love... can't dismiss this
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Know that you miss it
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My permanent missus
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Permanent kisses. from flirting and wishing,
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Before all the back and forth huffin and hissin
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Hear me and listen... I remember our mission
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So I'm willing to change if you say that I'm different
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That it could be different
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I know you sayin I should change,
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Throughout time I ain't the same in my ways
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It could be different
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I see your feelings start to fade,
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It's all my fault ma, your feelings ain't the same
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It could be different
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Ma, why is you mad? Actin like everything I do is bad
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It could be different
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You got some issues too, listen ain't nothing that we can't get through
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That it could be different
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I know I miss the butterflies, the look in your eyes, how they would shine
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It could be different
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But now it feels like it's over baby
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It could be different
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If you would realize you need to set aside just a little time
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It could be different
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And I know we could make it better babe
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Different
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