it doesn´t make the slightest bit of difference

how levelheaded or up front you are

certain things are simply always gonna´ sting and burn

and knowing that you´re wrong gives no relief



it doesn´t make the heavy any lighter

that it might pass when the seasons change

we can´t say no but we can´t say yes so here we are

and I don´t know where to turn



I went to see the lights float down the river

sometimes I´d rather go alone than go with anyone but you

and as I watched the lights float down the river

I saw the one that floated off with you



it doesn´t make the slightest bit of difference

how sure you thought you were

if you start to think your mind is playing tricks on you

how are you gonna´ know what you can trust



it doesn´t make the storm treat you any kinder

letting it blow down your door

sometimes some things don´t ever want to let you give them up

and you don´t know where to go



I went to see the lights float down the river

sometimes I´d rather go alone than go with anyone but you

and as I watched the lights float down the river

I saw the one that floated off with you





						     



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