| Song | Same Girl |
| Artist | Chris Botti |
| Album | Slowing Down The World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| If you could read my mind | |
| you'd say baby you were right | |
| and i dont want to fight anymore. | |
| you're usually righter than i am | |
| and i am not a very good fighter. | |
| and my, well neither are you. | |
| so lets be through with this one. | |
| some things never change. | |
| i know you are still my same girl. | |
| built two room frames for pictures that you paint. | |
| Lots in Monterrey, men across the bay, | |
| right back to my same girl. | |
| um um um... | |
| how can you be so common. | |
| the truth is that sometimes | |
| you live in the eye of the storm. | |
| with everything going on around us. | |
| i feel comfort in the sound | |
| when you say it will be okay. | |
| like a star brighten me to the light of the day. | |
| old drums can follow me | |
| but not with my same girl. | |
| i built two room frames for the pictures that you paint, | |
| the lots in monterey, | |
| and then across the bay, | |
| right back to my same girl | |
| um um um... |
| If you could read my mind | |
| you d say baby you were right | |
| and i dont want to fight anymore. | |
| you re usually righter than i am | |
| and i am not a very good fighter. | |
| and my, well neither are you. | |
| so lets be through with this one. | |
| some things never change. | |
| i know you are still my same girl. | |
| built two room frames for pictures that you paint. | |
| Lots in Monterrey, men across the bay, | |
| right back to my same girl. | |
| um um um... | |
| how can you be so common. | |
| the truth is that sometimes | |
| you live in the eye of the storm. | |
| with everything going on around us. | |
| i feel comfort in the sound | |
| when you say it will be okay. | |
| like a star brighten me to the light of the day. | |
| old drums can follow me | |
| but not with my same girl. | |
| i built two room frames for the pictures that you paint, | |
| the lots in monterey, | |
| and then across the bay, | |
| right back to my same girl | |
| um um um... |
| If you could read my mind | |
| you d say baby you were right | |
| and i dont want to fight anymore. | |
| you re usually righter than i am | |
| and i am not a very good fighter. | |
| and my, well neither are you. | |
| so lets be through with this one. | |
| some things never change. | |
| i know you are still my same girl. | |
| built two room frames for pictures that you paint. | |
| Lots in Monterrey, men across the bay, | |
| right back to my same girl. | |
| um um um... | |
| how can you be so common. | |
| the truth is that sometimes | |
| you live in the eye of the storm. | |
| with everything going on around us. | |
| i feel comfort in the sound | |
| when you say it will be okay. | |
| like a star brighten me to the light of the day. | |
| old drums can follow me | |
| but not with my same girl. | |
| i built two room frames for the pictures that you paint, | |
| the lots in monterey, | |
| and then across the bay, | |
| right back to my same girl | |
| um um um... |