Beautiful things.

I Don’t Know Why

We come so far
And the road were on is long
But in the end we are miles from home
I see your face
At every pit stop on the way
In young girl’s dreams and old men’s smiles
I gotta tell you, let me tell you

I don’t know why, you won’t give up on me
I don’t know why, you don’t wash your hands
I don’t know why, you’re still standing next to me
I don’t know why

Eye’s in the dark
I cry to dream again
I’ve got no peace, feels like I’ve got no choice
The human heart
It’s as fickle as the rain
It comes and goes, never the same
I gotta tell you, let me tell you
I don’t know why…

And can you believe me if I say to you
I’d never walk away again
I’ll never walk away

I don’t know why, you won’t give up on me
I don’t know why, you don’t wash your hands
I don’t know why, you’re still standing next to me

I don’t know why
I don’t know why, you won’t give up on me
I don’t know why, you don’t wash your hands
I don’t know why, you’re still standing next to me
I don’t know why

We come so far
And the road were on is long
But in the end we are miles from home

(Martyn Joseph)

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