Mat Kearney "Learning To Love Again" Songtext

Learning To Love Again

Your poker face ain't fooling nobody, nobody hereWe've all felt the flame and she'd those same tearsDriving home to a one man hell, still counting years, still counting yearsHey brother we're all learning to love again'Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide openStanding in places no picture containsThat was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields cryingSing with the radio to song we can't nameThat was the realYou saying, "Maybe I'm not too young to be a cowboy."Hey brother, we're all learning to love againHey brother, we're all learning to love againMaking up your bed that day on a foreign floor between foreign wallsThinking 'bout the words you'd say to a phone that never callsFeel the weight of your father's ring and all those dreams, and all those dreamsHey brother, we're all learning to love again'Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide openStanding in places no picture containsThat was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields cryingSing with the radio to song we can't nameThat was the real you saying, "Maybe I'm not to young too be a cowboy."Hey brother, we're all learning to love againHey brother, we're all learning to love againI know you like I know my reflectionWalking on the water 'cross an ocean of desireEveryone I know is looking for protectionTrying to pull your hometown 'cross a telephone wire'Cause that was the real you standing there in the shape of your bodyFear don' know no love when we're all the sameThat was the real you looking back across the waterTears falling like rain, drops rippling against the shameThat was the real you singing hallelujah, looking down a barrelHey brother, we're all learning to love againHey brother, we're all learning to love again

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