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Your poker face ain't fooling nobody
Nobody here
We've all felt the flame and she'd those same tears
Driving home to a one man hell
Still counting years still counting years
Hey brother we're all learning to love again
'Cause that was the real you running
Through the fields of gold wide open
Standing in places no picture contains
That was the real you windows down
We could smell the mint fields crying
Sing with the radio to song we can't name
That was the real
You saying"Maybe I'm not too young to be a cowboy"
Hey brother
We're all learning to love again
Hey brother
We're all learning to love again
Making up your bed that day
On a foreign floor between foreign walls
Thinking 'bout the words you'd say to
A phone that never calls
Feel the weight of your father's ring and all those dreams
And all those dreams
Hey brother
We're all learning to love again
'Cause that was the real you running
Through the fields of gold wide open
Standing in places no picture contains
That was the real you windows down
We could smell the mint fields crying
Sing with the radio to song we can't name
That was the real you saying
"Maybe I'm not to young too be a cowboy"
Hey brother we're all learning to love again
I know you like I know my reflection
Walking on the water 'cross an ocean of desire
Everyone I know is looking for protection
Trying to pull your hometown 'cross a telephone wire
'Cause that was the real you standing
There in the shape of your body
Fear don' know no love when we're all the same
That was the real you looking back across the water
Tears falling like rain
Drops rippling against the shame
That was the real you singing hallelujah
Looking down barrela
Hey brother
We're all learning to love again
Hey brother
We're all learning to love again
