Sometimes its a pair of Old faded denim, I know Is gonna fit me like a friend Or some radio song You cant help but sing along Wishing theyd spin it over and over again Could the windows down on a Sunday drive Smelling rain on a summer night Anything that brings a little more comfort my way
But sometimes Theres those times Its gotta be you I keep telling myself Im moving on But Im stumbling Believing my heart was strong enough And now Im wondering But every step that I talk that leads me away Just circles back to your door Wishing that I didnt love you anymore
Ive trying turning to The arms of someone new But I cant seem to fool this fool Ive seen closing times With every bottle dry Ive seen days alone in my own room Ill ask God and magazines Stacks of books and movie screens Anything to bring a little more comfort my way
But sometimes Theres those times Its gotta be you I keep telling myself Im moving on But Im stumbling Believing my heart was strong enough And now Im wondering But every step that I talk that leads me away Just circles back to your door Wishing that I didnt love you anymore, of you Give me More
Ive done everything that I can to forget If there is a way I aint found it yet
I keep telling myself Im moving on Believing my heart was strong But every step that I take that leads me away Just circles back to your door Wishing i didnt love you What I would give if I could touch you Wishing I didnt love you anymore