歌手:American Authors
专辑:《Seasons》

I told you that I'd call
I got cought up with some people that never got to know me at all
Guess I was wrong, is it all my fault?
For thinking that my reason for living was a reason at all
Maybe you better off
Ooh, I got something that I need to say out loud
Ooh, I'll be coming back now just to talk it out
From a real place I just wanna know the truth
From a real place tell me how to get to you, to you
Turns out I was lost
I was busy with a lover, God knows, I never loved her at all
I needed somewhere to fall
This is where I belong
Standing right in front of you waiting for the past to move
I'll give it all that I've got
Ooh, I got something that I need to say out loud, to say out loud
Ooh, I'll be coming back now just to talk it out, to talk it out
From a real place I just wanna know the truth
From a real place tell me how to get to you, to you
I remember late nights driving in a taxi, back seat
Black leather jackets in a back streets asking
Take me back, take me back
I remember staing up high, we were chasing, making
All the wrong moves in right places, saying
Take me back, take me back
To a real place I just wanna know the truth
From a real place tell me how to get to you, to you
Real place, place
Real place