Song ID: 71
Lyrics:
Innocent, but caught in the middle and I’m not quite sure where to go from here.
Maybe South, far from the trouble and I’ll take each day as it comes.
The room was still, but full of your secrets and I’m tired of hearing that I’m all to blame.
Where to now, far from the trouble and I’ll take each day as it comes.
(Chorus)
And all the words that you say to me, and all the good things that you can’t quite see.
Maybe someday you’ll remember me, and take each day as it comes.
Full of life, but somehow you stole it and you kept it all when you put me down.
Went round and round, far from the sorrow and I’ll take each day as it comes.
(Chorus) x2
Composer: Rebecca Rosellys
Key: A
Instrumentation: FIDDLE
Album: 3
Stage Ready? y
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