(mary chapin carpenter)
Well i think of you sometimes at night
and sometimes itĄŻs still the same
the way that it was
when i was the keeper of your flame
we all have our ghosts we all have our doubts
iĄŻm no different with you or without
but one thingĄŻs certain
only the names have changed
And i think of you sometime baby
when an old friend gives a call
and to hear us talk
youĄŻd think i felt nothing at all
'cause nothing remains
that used to be yours
we all have our way of closing the door
but it takes some time to et up when you fall
But iĄŻm the same sweet girl you couldnĄŻt get enough of
way back when you pledged your love
and youĄŻd drive to find me through the pouring rain
now i hear all about your running around
man youĄŻre a legend all over town
the more things change the more they remain the same
Sometimes i wonder if youĄŻve ever heard
the sound of a broken heart
it ainĄŻt real pretty
it ainĄŻt the thing that nice folks talk about
and the hardest thing youĄŻll ever have to do
is face the one whoĄŻs done it to you
his eyes like an angelĄŻs theyĄŻre so devout
But iĄŻm the same sweet girl you couldnĄŻt get enough of
way back when you pledged your love
and youĄŻd drive to find me through the pouring rain
now i hear all about your running around
man youĄŻre a legend all over town
the more things change the more they remain the same