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There's a boat, I could sail away There's the sky, I could catch a plane There's a train, there's the
tracks I could leave and I could choose to not come back Oh, never come back
There you are, giving up the fight Here
I am begging you to try Talk to me, let me in But you just put your wall back up again Oh, when's it gonna end
How
far do I have to go to make you understand I wanna make this work so much it hurts, but I just can't Keep on giving,
go on living with the way things are So I'm gonna walk away And it's up to you to say how far
There's a chance
I could change my mind But I won't, not till you decide What you want, what you need Do you even care if I stay or
leave Oh, what's it gonna be
How far do I have to go to make you understand I wanna make this work so much it
hurts, but I just can't Keep on giving, go on living with the way things are So I'm gonna walk away And it's up
to you to say how far
Out of this chair, or just across the room Halfway down the block or halfway to the moon
How
far do I have to go to make you understand I wanna make this work so much it hurts, but I just can't Keep on giving,
go on living with the way things are So I'm gonna walk away And it's up to you to say Yeah I'm gonna walk away And
it's up to you to say how far How far Ooohhhh
Paint Me A Burmingham
He was sittin’ there, his brush in hand
Paintin’ waves as they danced, upon the sand
With every stroke, he brought to life
The deep blue of the ocean, against the mornin’ sky
I asked him if he only painted ocean scenes
He said for twenty dollars, I’ll paint you anything.
Chorus:
Could you Paint Me A Birmingham
Make it look just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch goin’ all the way around
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A Birmingham.
He looked at me, with knowing eyes
Then took a canvas from a bag there by his side
Picked up a brush, and said to me
Son just Where in this picture, would you like to be
I said if there’s any way you can
Could you paint me back into her arms again.
Paint Me A Birmingham
Make it look just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch goin’ all the way around
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A Birmingham.
Paint me a Birmingham
Make it look just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch goin' all the way around
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A, Birmingham.
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