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Hard Way To Fall
See the rain on the street
The way the cars shine
And the scotch that she drinks
With her lips so fine
And her shoulders go weak
As she closes her eyes
Oh, my God, when she was mine
See how she moves through the door
How she loses her keys
How she loses her cool
Watching blackbirds scatter through the trees
How she flips from the back to the front
Reading magazines
Oh, my God, I miss those things
And it's a hard way to fall
And this ain't the easy way down
And it's a hard thing to love anyone, anyhow
So if it's gotta be you
Treat her nice
Hold her hand
And tell her twice
That she doesn't have to worry
And it will be alright
It's alright this time
It's alright this time
See her smiling at him?
That used to be me
I could find her in a thunderstorm
Just by the way that the rain would fall
And we used to be something
But somethin' happened to me
Oh, my God, when I was free
And it's a hard way to fall
And this ain't easy way down
And it's a hard thing to love anyone, anyhow
And it's a hard way to fall
And this ain't the easy way down
And it's a hard thing to love anyone, anyhow
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And it's a hard thing to love anyone, anyhow
And this ain't the easy way down
And it's a hard way to fall
And it's a hard thing to love anyone, anyhow
And this ain't easy way down
And it's a hard way to fall
Oh, my God, when I was free
But somethin' happened to me
And we used to be something
Just by the way that the rain would fall
I could find her in a thunderstorm
That used to be me
See her smiling at him?
It's alright this time
It's alright this time
And it will be alright
That she doesn't have to worry
And tell her twice
Hold her hand
Treat her nice
So if it's gotta be you
And it's a hard thing to love anyone, anyhow
And this ain't the easy way down
And it's a hard way to fall
Oh, my God, I miss those things
Reading magazines
How she flips from the back to the front
Watching blackbirds scatter through the trees
How she loses her cool
How she loses her keys
See how she moves through the door
Oh, my God, when she was mine
As she closes her eyes
And her shoulders go weak
With her lips so fine
And the scotch that she drinks
The way the cars shine
See the rain on the street
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