Alice Robbins - Lately

Is it very hard to be all the time
Good company and so inclined
To be with me in your boots
It rolls off the tongue like so
I couldn't walk a mile or a half, oh no
In your shoes, big leather boots
Making me quake to my very roots
I haven't been myself lately
I haven't been myself
Lately
I haven't been myself lately
I slept finally and I was in a play
40 pairs of eyes stared at me and I didn't know what to say
There was you in your boots
Making me quake to my very roots
I haven't been myself lately
I haven't been myself
Lately
I haven't been myself
Lately, lately
I think we're probably lookin' at the same sky
But you from the other side
And we live these different lives now
Why do I
All the time
Think of you
In your shoes
Well I couldn't lie to you, oh no
But it was your day so I guess I'll go
And say 'It's fine'

Written by:
Alice Robbins

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