• (verse 1)
    my eyes are having trouble adjusting to you
    it's changing the way you smile
    my ears on guard, catch your voice out of tune
    i detect a new dialect
    my nose senses scents, not the same old perfume
    you smell so sweet

    (chorus)
    my shoes don't fit me anymore
    no no no
    my jackets getting a little old
    oh oh oh
    i have to find a way
    i have to find a way to hold on
    it's priority number one
    i know

    (verse 2)
    my tongue can't taste yours, it fears being bruised
    you're talking like i've got a problem
    my hands are so cold, they shake from the truth
    there's plenty of hands to hold
    my heart can't believe, though there's plenty of proof
    there's no more me and you

    (guitar solo thingy)

    (bridge)
    put my feet on the ground
    bring me back down to earth
    i've been stuck on a cloud
    and burned my hand on a shooting star...

    (chorus)
    my shoes don't fit me anymore
    no no no
    my jackets getting a little old
    oh oh oh
    i have to find a way
    i have to find a way to hold on
    it's priority number one
    we know


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