| Song | Something to Me - Buckingham Live |
| Artist | Tift Merritt |
| Album | Buckingham Solo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Oh, the song | |
| I love the best’s the one my father taught to me | |
| The kindness of a stranger is dust from an unseen wing | |
| But an old friend at my table is by far the finest thing | |
| This tired mile could give to me | |
| Oh, the colors of the man | |
| I love are deepest blue and green | |
| And it isn’t very often that | |
| I say just what | |
| I mean'Cause the feeling seems to scatter and these words fall in between | |
| For what I miss | |
| I’ll just tell you this | |
| It’s something to me, it’s something to me | |
| I don’t know what it comes to and it’s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It’s something to me, it’s something to me | |
| Gentle is the road within me and it’s gently | |
| I depart'Cause these well-worn threads of daylight will sometimes come apart | |
| Giving way to all the shadows where no one can hear your heart | |
| So down in the dark, if that’s where you are | |
| It’s something to me, it’s something to me | |
| I don’t know what it comes to and it’s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It’s something to me, it’s something to me | |
| Well, the tender hands of morning giving up a new sunrise | |
| And we all get up together in our ordinary lives | |
| Going one step for another, giving up has crossed my mind | |
| I’ll take a long day, come 'round the right way | |
| It’s something to me, it’s something to me | |
| I don’t know what it comes to and it’s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It’s something to me, it’s something to me | |
| You take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It’s something to me, it’s something to me |
| Oh, the song | |
| I love the best' s the one my father taught to me | |
| The kindness of a stranger is dust from an unseen wing | |
| But an old friend at my table is by far the finest thing | |
| This tired mile could give to me | |
| Oh, the colors of the man | |
| I love are deepest blue and green | |
| And it isn' t very often that | |
| I say just what | |
| I mean' Cause the feeling seems to scatter and these words fall in between | |
| For what I miss | |
| I' ll just tell you this | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| I don' t know what it comes to and it' s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| Gentle is the road within me and it' s gently | |
| I depart' Cause these wellworn threads of daylight will sometimes come apart | |
| Giving way to all the shadows where no one can hear your heart | |
| So down in the dark, if that' s where you are | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| I don' t know what it comes to and it' s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| Well, the tender hands of morning giving up a new sunrise | |
| And we all get up together in our ordinary lives | |
| Going one step for another, giving up has crossed my mind | |
| I' ll take a long day, come ' round the right way | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| I don' t know what it comes to and it' s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| You take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me |
| Oh, the song | |
| I love the best' s the one my father taught to me | |
| The kindness of a stranger is dust from an unseen wing | |
| But an old friend at my table is by far the finest thing | |
| This tired mile could give to me | |
| Oh, the colors of the man | |
| I love are deepest blue and green | |
| And it isn' t very often that | |
| I say just what | |
| I mean' Cause the feeling seems to scatter and these words fall in between | |
| For what I miss | |
| I' ll just tell you this | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| I don' t know what it comes to and it' s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| Gentle is the road within me and it' s gently | |
| I depart' Cause these wellworn threads of daylight will sometimes come apart | |
| Giving way to all the shadows where no one can hear your heart | |
| So down in the dark, if that' s where you are | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| I don' t know what it comes to and it' s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| Well, the tender hands of morning giving up a new sunrise | |
| And we all get up together in our ordinary lives | |
| Going one step for another, giving up has crossed my mind | |
| I' ll take a long day, come ' round the right way | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| I don' t know what it comes to and it' s not so much to see | |
| But you take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me | |
| You take tomorrow so long as you know | |
| It' s something to me, it' s something to me |