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from Old White Men

I recall the look on your face
When you hung up the phone
The man who was once in my place
Calling you up at home
He’s fallen on some great misfortune
Who would I be to tell you no
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What kind of lover would I be?
One who would ask you to choose
Choose between a memory and me
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I don’t need every little detail
I don’t want a guarantee
You are the master of you
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Once upon a time we used to fight
At the very mention of his name
Wasn’t that a chapter in our lives?
A fade picture in a rusted frame
I would never want to be the one
In need of you and not have you near me
What greater love can one man show?

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If we were in opposite places
I would hope he’d say the same
I will never ask what happened
I will take you to the train
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I won’t say
This won't be hard
Not out loud
Not to her
Not today

Can’t he run to somebody else?
Do you really have to be so kind?
I’ll be keeping these things to myself
With a million other questions on my mind
It’s testament to all your loving goodness
It’s the price I pay for the very you
That I’ve come to know

What kind of lover would I be?
One who would ask you to choose
Choose between a memory and me
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I’ll leave the light on in the hallway
An incandescent promise to be there
If you need me you can call me
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Credits:

Vance - vocal, guitar
Vance Gilbert © 2011 Disismye Music ASCAP

updated: 10 years ago