WHERE THE PAST GOES ( like a be bop singer)
Ola Onabule © 2006
VERSE 1
bShe can't know what I'm thinking
while I watch her flash chichi smiles
Watch her work the room, reel em in for miles
A whole lifetime we, don't get one another
And we just don't care,
We act as though we do, when she works the room.
I know I'm gonna pay for it,
There'll come a day I'll have to pay for it
I've been putting bits away for it
Inside my mind.
CHORUS
I held my ground, far too long
I got stuck saying no,
Let no sentiments grow
Where new renditions of the past go
When after all That time is gone
Hope I'll just let it slide
A weight off my mind,
I can let it all go, where the past goes, when it goes
VERSE 2
Somewhere deep within
I feel a version of a love for her,
And from what she' says, she's not behind by far
I'm learning how to roll with it
It's not easy, I'll grow into it
If I just make more than history fit
Inside my mind