Walking Home From Nicole's

Minor Majority

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There were times, when I couldn't even look her in the eyes
But this is long ago
There were words, but they're just words, my love
These were words of love

There were times like these

You're something else, that's what I keep telling myself
when I can't figure you out
and I'm not sure, if you're a rebound girl
or if I just need the comfort of a job

You were almost there..
but we were almost there..

Now I have no right, to rearrange your lie
but I'm this greedy guy
beautiful girl, and partly blind
she just can't change the fact that I
never knew her, to share

And I'm not even half-way there

How come you want me out of sight,
when you squeeze my hand this hard?
How come you push me away,
when I'm trying to set you-ah, trying to set you-ah,
trying to set you free.