Story Behind The Song
we all have one person we regret letting go and would want back if possible
Song Description
regretting breaking up with a girlfriend and wanting her back, but she is allready gone and in another relationship, he asks if she
she ever falls out of love will she consider him
Song Length |
5:28 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Male |
Mood |
Moving, Heartbreaking |
Subject |
Breaking Up, Sorrow |
Similar Artists |
John Mayer, James Taylor |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
it's the cross i bear at 8 am
when the neighbors start their cars
it's the heart that's worn upon my sleeve
like a soldier wears his scar
it's the lovers on the avenue
the leaves upon the ground
it's the darkness in an empty house
when sunlight fills the town
caught in this slipstream
your a little to far to reach
and the reason's that i let you go
don't seem good enough
now your in another place as i am waking up
and all these dreams that seemed so real
are just the things i long to feel
caught up in this slipstream
caught up in this slipstream
it's the glimmer of a bedside frame
when i leave the tv on
it's the coffee pot half empty
when my two cups are gone
it's the plane above the highway
that's almost touching down
it's the innocence of a stranger
when they say your name out loud
caught up in the slipstream
your a little to far to reach
and the reason's that i let you go
don't seem good enough
now your in another place as i am waking up
and all these dreams that seemed so real
are just the things i long to feel
caught up in this slipstream
caught up in this slipstream
if you ever fall out of love
consider me
if you ever fall out of love
caught up in the slipstream
your a little to far to reach
and the reason's that i let you go
don't seem good enough
now your in another place as i am waking up
and all these dreams that seemed so real
are just the things i long to feel
caught up in this slipstream
caught up in this slipstream
it's the cross i bear at 8 am
when the neighbors start their cars
it's the heart thats worn upon my sleeve
like a soldier wears his scar