Just like a lady o
It just not that my style
And just a like a magic beam
It only last a little while
Just like an open field
It always catches rain
Just like my broken heart
It always feels a thing
And when you new in town
It looks like where you been
It's just like a picture book
It's never colored in
Just like an open field
It always catches rain
Just like my broken heart
It always feels a thing
Why are all the pieces always
Gathering on the floor
When I'm trying to get myself together
Why are all the meanings always different than before
When all I try to be it's ok
Just like a lady o
It just not that my style
And just a like a magic beam
It only last a little while
Just like an open field
It always catches rain
Just like my broken heart
It always feels a thing
Why are all the pieces always
Gathering on the floor
When I'm trying to get myself together
Why are all the meanings always different than before
When all I try to be it's ok
Just like an open field
It always catches rain
Just like my broken heart
It always feels a thing
