K-POP Lyrics Song

Mat KearneyLearning To Love Again

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 down your hometown
'cross a telephone wire
'cross a telephone wire
'cause that was the real you
standing there
in the shape of your body
Fear don’t 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 a barrel
Hey brother, we’re all learning
to love again
Hey brother, we’re all learning
to love again
Hey brother, we’re all learning
to love again
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 down your hometown
'cross a telephone wire
'cross a telephone wire
'cause that was the real you
standing there
in the shape of your body
Fear don’t 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 a barrel
Hey brother, we’re all learning
to love again
Hey brother, we’re all learning
to love again
Hey brother, we’re all learning
to love again

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