Old Friend
Forgiven not forgotten, the stars are made of sin
The past is steady knockin, don't you let it in
Forgiven not forgotten, the stars are made of sin
The past is steady knockin, don't you let it in
Is it so hard to believe
That you could ever love me?
I'm no Doctor
I'm no Dean
I'm no Martin
I'm a little more Baldwin baby
Is it so hard to believe
That you could ever love me?
Oh I'm no Doctor
I'm no Dean
I'm no heartache
But there's a little darkness underneath
So hear me now
Where you been?
Hear me now, where you goin?
Back to that old town
And that old country road?
Hear me now old friend
Forgiven not forgotten, the stars are made of sin
The past is steady knockin, don't you let it in
If you hadn't been there, how else would you know?
How could you have got here unless you had the road?
A little boy went walkin, out into the world
You'd hardly think to mark him, plainly he did go
He happened on a hunger, that grew into his mind
And soon it rang like thunder, shook him from inside
The past is steady knockin, don't you let it in
A figure at the gatepost, you can't be sure it's him
The road is out before, your feet are made of lead
The question needs the answer, but it hasn't got it yet
Is it so hard to believe
That you could ever love me?
I'm no Doctor
I'm no Dean
I'm no heartache
But there's a little darkness underneath
The past is steady knockin, don't you let it in
Forgiven not forgotten, the stars are made of sin
The past is steady knockin, don't you let it in
Is it so hard to believe
That you could ever love me?
I'm no Doctor
I'm no Dean
I'm no Martin
I'm a little more Baldwin baby
Is it so hard to believe
That you could ever love me?
Oh I'm no Doctor
I'm no Dean
I'm no heartache
But there's a little darkness underneath
So hear me now
Where you been?
Hear me now, where you goin?
Back to that old town
And that old country road?
Hear me now old friend
Forgiven not forgotten, the stars are made of sin
The past is steady knockin, don't you let it in
If you hadn't been there, how else would you know?
How could you have got here unless you had the road?
A little boy went walkin, out into the world
You'd hardly think to mark him, plainly he did go
He happened on a hunger, that grew into his mind
And soon it rang like thunder, shook him from inside
The past is steady knockin, don't you let it in
A figure at the gatepost, you can't be sure it's him
The road is out before, your feet are made of lead
The question needs the answer, but it hasn't got it yet
Is it so hard to believe
That you could ever love me?
I'm no Doctor
I'm no Dean
I'm no heartache
But there's a little darkness underneath
Credits
Writer(s): Mick Flannery, Tianna Esperanza
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