The Grove
I guess maybe both of us may have changed to some degree;
But try though I may I see it in you more than I see it in me.
I guess I wasn’t so nice to you as far as that boy girl thing went;
But I know there had to have been a few memorable moments spent.
Ah but that train I ride it keeps rolling down the track;
And I guess there’s just no coming back
So while I’m stopped here waiting for the right time;
It’s okay to look around but if you don’t have a ticket it’s still my dime.
So maybe next time baby girl another life another place;
Who knows what mysteries might appear before you right there in your face.
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