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You are child when love is born,
Canât stay a child for long.
Maybe the good times are up ahead,
Maybe those times are gone.
Same things keeping us together are the very ones making it hard.
Better take a look around,
Baby, weâre drifting apart.
Day by day, slowly you change,
Growing into what you are.
Nobody sees it happening,
Itâs easy like opening a door.
Same things keeping us together begin to make a wreck of our hearts.
No use to shout about it.
Baby, weâve drifted apart.
Drifting apart, drifting.
Drifting so slow, drifting.
I watch you go, I watch you go,
Donât pretend you donât know.
The quiet settling of the night,
It always comes to this.
You answer to yourself in the dark,
Thatâs where everyone lives.
Same things keeping us together are the problems we had from the start.
Staying beside each other lonely feels like the hardest part.
Same things keeping us to together are the very ones that tear us apart.
Nobodyâs fault at all,
Baby, weâre drifting apart.
- Album:
- Stitch Of The World
- Traveling Alone
- Another Country
- Buckingham Solo
- Miscellaneous
- See You On The Moon
- Buckingham Solo (Live)
- I Am What I Am
- Night
- Traveling Companion
- Sweet Spot
- To Myself
- Traveling Alone (Bonus Track Version)
- Traveling Alone (Deluxe Edition)
- Essentials of Americana
- To Myself - Single
- Sweet Spot - EP
- Live at the NIGHT: Volume 5
- Tambourine
- This is Americana