Monday, April 4, 2011

There are certain people
You just keep coming back to
She is right in front of you
You begin to wonder
Could you find a better one
Compared to her now she's in question

And all at once
The crowd begins to sing
Sometimes the hardest thing
And the right thing are the same

Maybe you want her
Maybe you need her
Maybe you started to compare
To someone not there

Looking for the right one
You line up the world to find
Where no questions cross your mind
But she won't keep on waiting
For you without a doubt
Much longer for you to sort it out

And all at once
The crowd begins to sing
Sometimes the hardest thing
And the right thing are the same

Maybe you want her
Maybe you need her
Maybe you started to compare
To someone not there

Maybe you want it
Maybe you need it
Maybe it's all you're running from
Perfection will not come

And all at once
The crowd begins to sing
Sometimes
We'd never know what's wrong
Without the pain
Sometimes the hardest thing
And the right thing are the same

Maybe you want her
Maybe you need her
Maybe you've started to compare
To someone not there
Maybe you want it
Maybe you need it
Maybe it's all you're running from
Perfection will not come

Maybe you want her
Maybe you need her
Maybe you had her,
Maybe you lost her to another
To another

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