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She takes it deep to the heart right from the start
She talks softly over a glass of wine
Now and again she's more than a friend
Why don't you just throw me a line?
Well, it would be great if she'd dedicate
Just a minute from her precious time
Well, I'll give it a while, but that's not my style
How is that a crime?
Everyone says that I'm wild
But pardon my French but I still know my child
And that was the day I told her I need more time
Ay, ay, yo, whoa, oh, yeah
I began walking when she was still talking
Man, I'm looking for that exit sign
Pardon my face, but I'm leaving no trace
'Cause I really haven't got no more time
Well, I began thinking, and my heart is just sinking
And I'm looking for that place to go
Well, isn't it sad, she can treat you so bad
You never really let her know
Everyone says that she's crying
But I can't forget the time I was trying
And that was the day I told her I need more time
Ay, ay, yo, whoa, oh, yeah
And I know, I know what it feels like to be alone
I say now I know, I know what it feels like to be at home
I say now I like, I like stopping to say hello
It's my life, my life, why can't we take it slow?
Why can't you take it slow?
Go on, raise a note
Why can't we take this slow?
Ay, ay, yo, whoa, oh, yeah
Well, I've been through your phases
I'm walking through these mazes
I'm so damn sick, I'm so tired
It sure isn't fair, but I was never aware
Of the patience that you require
If I could have kissed you every time that I missed you
I would still have walked out the door
'Cause now and again, I can sure use a friend
Isn't that what you're for?
And everyone said that I'm lying
But I can't forget all the time I was trying
And that was the day I told her I need more time
Ay, ay, yo, whoa, oh, yeah
And I know, I know what it feels like to be alone
I say now I know, I know what it feels like to be at home
I say now I like, I like stopping to say hello
It's my life, my life, why can't we take this slow?
Do you know, do you know
What it feels like to be alone?
Do you know
Just what it's like to live at home?
Do you know?
Do you like sittin' back, just seeing and look?
It's my life, it's my only life
We better take it slow
Do you know, do you know
What it feels like to be all lonely
Do you know, do you know
What if feels like to be at home?
Do you like, do you know
Sittin' there, seeing and look?
It's my life, my life
Why can't we take this slow?
Oh
Oh, oh
Yeah, take it slow
She talks softly over a glass of wine
Now and again she's more than a friend
Why don't you just throw me a line?
Well, it would be great if she'd dedicate
Just a minute from her precious time
Well, I'll give it a while, but that's not my style
How is that a crime?
Everyone says that I'm wild
But pardon my French but I still know my child
And that was the day I told her I need more time
Ay, ay, yo, whoa, oh, yeah
I began walking when she was still talking
Man, I'm looking for that exit sign
Pardon my face, but I'm leaving no trace
'Cause I really haven't got no more time
Well, I began thinking, and my heart is just sinking
And I'm looking for that place to go
Well, isn't it sad, she can treat you so bad
You never really let her know
Everyone says that she's crying
But I can't forget the time I was trying
And that was the day I told her I need more time
Ay, ay, yo, whoa, oh, yeah
And I know, I know what it feels like to be alone
I say now I know, I know what it feels like to be at home
I say now I like, I like stopping to say hello
It's my life, my life, why can't we take it slow?
Why can't you take it slow?
Go on, raise a note
Why can't we take this slow?
Ay, ay, yo, whoa, oh, yeah
Well, I've been through your phases
I'm walking through these mazes
I'm so damn sick, I'm so tired
It sure isn't fair, but I was never aware
Of the patience that you require
If I could have kissed you every time that I missed you
I would still have walked out the door
'Cause now and again, I can sure use a friend
Isn't that what you're for?
And everyone said that I'm lying
But I can't forget all the time I was trying
And that was the day I told her I need more time
Ay, ay, yo, whoa, oh, yeah
And I know, I know what it feels like to be alone
I say now I know, I know what it feels like to be at home
I say now I like, I like stopping to say hello
It's my life, my life, why can't we take this slow?
Do you know, do you know
What it feels like to be alone?
Do you know
Just what it's like to live at home?
Do you know?
Do you like sittin' back, just seeing and look?
It's my life, it's my only life
We better take it slow
Do you know, do you know
What it feels like to be all lonely
Do you know, do you know
What if feels like to be at home?
Do you like, do you know
Sittin' there, seeing and look?
It's my life, my life
Why can't we take this slow?
Oh
Oh, oh
Yeah, take it slow
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Writer(s): Richard Joe On, Marc Andrew Roberge
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