I've been here for a while
Let the world come to me
It's easier that way
I drink in what I see
How can I leave?
How can I leave?

She knows me so well
Better than I know myself
How can I leave?
How can I leave?

The dance on my street
Was elegant and wild
Her lips were salty sweet
Hidden in a flawless smile
How can I leave?
How can I leave?

This is where I fly
She didn't stand a chance
And here is where I die to tell her
It's out of my hands

The truth is, it doesn't have to end
Meet me in the middle
And we'll do it all again
The truth is that life begins to bend
Around itself and turns before it comes around again

Stole my first kiss
Underneath her summer sun
How can I leave?
How can I leave?

The first thing I see
Every time I close my eyes
Sea and land meet
Amarillo sun is rising
How can I leave?
How can I leave?

This is where she cries
I didn't stand a chance
And this is where I die to tell her
It's out of our hands

The truth is it doesn't have to end
Meet me in the middle
And we'll do it all again
The truth is that life begins to bend
Around itself and turns before it
Comes around again

Have I said enough?
I've done what I came here for
And maybe more than that
But Devil you know is safer than
The chance that you take with something new

The truth is it doesn't have to end
Meet me in the middle and
We'll do it all again.
The truth is that life begins to bend
Around itself before it comes around again

The truth is
The truth is
The truth is
It doesn't have to end
It doesn't have to end
It doesn't have to end

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Writer(s): Alexander V. Cantrall, Carsten Soulshock Schack, Christopher Howard Jasper, Ernest Isley, Kenneth Karlin, Marvin Isley, O'Kelly Isley, Patrick Michael Smith, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley, Thabiso Nkhereanye