That Kind of Life
Nights are long and dark
Holding on to shame and a broken heart
Going through it in my mind
Empty promises and wasted time
And what about the plan
What about loving you the best I can
November on the beach
Cold sand beneath our feet
This ain't that kind of scene
This ain't that kind of dream
This ain't that kind of life
No, This ain't that kind of life
Who gets the things we share
The glass that you stole from the bar in the Lincoln square
You know I bought you that drink
Oh baby I wonder what you think
And I wonder what It's worth
Holding on to the things that make you hurt
As if we didn't know
Who we were had left us long ago
This ain't that kind of scene
This ain't that kind of dream
This ain't that kind of life
No, this ain't that kind of life
And I know it's hard losing faith
Finding out
Finding out it was so misplaced
So easy in my arms
Dancing in the headlights of my car
And isn't it strange
That memory's just fading away
That memory's just fading away
We're all just fading away
This ain't that kind of scene
This ain't that kind of dream
This ain't that kind of life
This ain't that kind of road
With no direction home
This ain't that kind of life
No, this ain't that kind of life
Holding on to shame and a broken heart
Going through it in my mind
Empty promises and wasted time
And what about the plan
What about loving you the best I can
November on the beach
Cold sand beneath our feet
This ain't that kind of scene
This ain't that kind of dream
This ain't that kind of life
No, This ain't that kind of life
Who gets the things we share
The glass that you stole from the bar in the Lincoln square
You know I bought you that drink
Oh baby I wonder what you think
And I wonder what It's worth
Holding on to the things that make you hurt
As if we didn't know
Who we were had left us long ago
This ain't that kind of scene
This ain't that kind of dream
This ain't that kind of life
No, this ain't that kind of life
And I know it's hard losing faith
Finding out
Finding out it was so misplaced
So easy in my arms
Dancing in the headlights of my car
And isn't it strange
That memory's just fading away
That memory's just fading away
We're all just fading away
This ain't that kind of scene
This ain't that kind of dream
This ain't that kind of life
This ain't that kind of road
With no direction home
This ain't that kind of life
No, this ain't that kind of life
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Writer(s): Graham Young
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