Never before to Never again

Never before to Never Again   - © 2017 Kat McDowell, Dick Rudolph, Adam Berg  

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I fell from the sky

Down from the stars like a parachute in to your arms

Searching for air

Searching for anything to say

You shed your disguise

Said it’s bizarre how I finally see who you are

Can this be real? Can this be happening to me?

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Somebody tried to tell me  how sweet it could be

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Like dancing umbrellas in the rain

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I don’t want to close my eyes in case you disappear

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From never before to never again

I wake from this dream

Wondering why I don’t sleep in your arms anymore

Lost in the night

Lost in the every day by day

I play my guitar, You’re in your world somewhere out there so near and so far

What is the price?  Where is the promise that we made?

Can you remember how sweet

New love used to be?

That Summer in Paris on the Train

Hard to imagine we would let it fade away

From never before to never again

It’s not cute anymore

The Birds and the bees

Funny how we tumbled in to the mystery

Falling in love, we couldn’t get enough of us

When I realized I left behind    my guitar on the train that night

You were so kind, you just smiled and said “I’ll go”

Funny how love can make you

Do some crazy things

& butterflies can make us so blind

and all of my kooky traits I 

thought you loved me for

Now you say “It’s not cute anymore”

I guess you’ve never lived  with someone who 

keeps a pile of clothes right by the door

“But what if I need a t-shirt when I’m on the floor”

While your desk is bare, my desk has flaire

Sure, it has many other things too

Maybe you’re right, I should get organized sometime

Funny how time can make you

See so many things

Where butterflies had made us so blind

And all of my kooky traits you

Used to love me for

Now you say.. “It’s not cute anymore”

I’ll do my best to sing your tune

But when I change key

Will you harmonize with me

Funny how love gets tested

Through the littlee things

And butterflies fall asleep sometimes

And all of the kooky traits that makes us who we are

When when “It’s not cute anymore”