Jim Croce - Way We Used to Be Lyrics
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Way We Used to Be
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What Are The Lyrics For Way We Used to Be By Jim Croce?
How come we can't talk the way we used to do?
Nothing seems to be the same Have we forgotten all the things we knew Was it you or I who changed? We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies Things don't seem to be the same no matter how I tried There's no rhythm to the rain Wind still whispers through the leaves on high But they no longer sing your name We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies We got to try to build what we had in the past Trying's half the battle if we lose it, we can't last I heard myself just say the things, I could never say before And listen to the rhythm of the rain Wind just whispered through the leaves on high And I thought, I heard them sing your name We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies We got to try to build what we had in the past Trying's half the battle if we lose it, we can't last I heard myself just say the things I could never say before And listen to the rhythm of the rain Wind just whispered through the leaves on high And I thought, I heard them sing your name And I thought, I heard them sing your name |
Who Wrote Way We Used to Be By Jim Croce?
Jim Croce
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What's The Duration Of The Way We Used to Be By Jim Croce?The duration of Way We Used to Be is 2:29 minutes and seconds. |
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