The Language of Life

You packed your books last night, you break with the past tonight. I hope you find some beach house on the coast out there with plenty of light. Cause I know the road is very long But in my head I'll always hold your song And I'll keep a good thought

know you'd rather talk instead about the things inside your head, but everything, everything, that I overheard, tells me you just don't have the words. Cause you never learned to speak the language of life, and here you are a grown man who can't talk

Of course I feel betrayed That's the way it goes, everyone knows Trying to make you love me again Crying at your door just to hold you once more Darling, I know it's so hard to let a love go It's not easy letting love go It's so hard to let a love go

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Oh loverboy To you I belong But maybe one day you'll wake and you'll find me gone But loverboy If you call me home I'll come driving I'll come driving fast as wheels can turn Oh loverboy I know you too well And all of my lonely secrets To you I tell

get back together - everything but the girl won't you get back won't you try to get back get back together won't you get back won't you try to get back get back together still can't believe that you two are now just friends you've got no lover and he

Oh, and how he loved you Oh, and how he loved you Oh, and you believed him Oh, and you believed him You said you both deserve better You both deserve better Could make it a real thing Could make it a real thing On a clear day You can see the sea from