Look, as a kid I used to think life Is moving so slow, I watch it go by
Look out the window on my bus ride
I thought the world was so small, through my closed eyes
I've always tried to control things
In the end that's what controls me
Maybe that's why I'm controllin'
I wish somebody woulda told me
If you want love, you gon' have to go through the pain
If you want love, you gon' have to learn how to change
If you want trust, you gon' have to give some away
If you want love, if you want love...

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The older I get, I feel like I'm always tryna save time

Talkin' to the voices in my head, they make me think twice

Tellin' me it doesn't mean it's wrong because it feels right

I'm scared that one day I wake up and wonder where the time go

Talk about the past like it's the present while I rock slow

I'll sit in the living room and laugh with kids of my own

And tell 'em

If you want love, you gon' have to go through the pain

I wish you woulda told me

If you want love, you gon' have to learn how to change

I wish somebody woulda told me

If you want trust, you gon' have to give some away

You gon' have to give

If you want love, if you want love

If you want love, if you want love

Explanation:

nope, but i have cleaned my brush in my cup of not as potentially harmful but nevertheless, very upsetting for scottish/british folks. especially if you've used the last teabag for it

explanation:

there could be something in that . . i am indeed an old scottish man!

there's a bit of bolshie-ness with it too though. i won't let go of the old ways . . tea and whisky . . whether the young whippersnappers like it or not!

the andrews is b

hope this