So I'm Told
I got two days
To figure out this life
Small room, big change
our window, trees at night
And I know nothings lasts
And I know this too shall pass
I got two ways
To make you go away
Your bed, my sheets
Where holding hands
Would lay
And I know nothings lasts
And I know this too shall pass
And the grass still grows
And the stories unfold
And we keep growing old
Or so I'm told
And the grass still grows
And the stories unfold
And we keep growing old
Or so I'm told
To figure out this life
Small room, big change
our window, trees at night
And I know nothings lasts
And I know this too shall pass
I got two ways
To make you go away
Your bed, my sheets
Where holding hands
Would lay
And I know nothings lasts
And I know this too shall pass
And the grass still grows
And the stories unfold
And we keep growing old
Or so I'm told
And the grass still grows
And the stories unfold
And we keep growing old
Or so I'm told
Credits
Writer(s): Vanessa Nostbakken
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