Where The Past Goes

WHERE THE PAST GOES ( like a be bop singer)
Ola Onabule © 2006


VERSE 1
 bShe can't know what I'm thinking
 while I watch her flash chichi smiles
Watch her work the room, reel em in for miles

A whole lifetime we, don't get one another 
and we just don't care,
We act as though we do, when she works the room.

I know I'm gonna pay for it,
there'll come a day I'll have to pay for it
I've been putting bits away for it
Inside my mind.

 CHORUS
I held my ground, far too long
 I got stuck saying no, 
Let no sentiments grow
Where new renditions of the past go

When after all That time is gone
Hope I'll  just let it slide
A weight off my mind,
I can let it all go, where the past goes, when it goes

VERSE 2
Somewhere deep within 
I feel a version of a love for her,
And from what she'  says, she's not behind by far 

I'm learning how to roll with it
It's not easy, I'll grow into it
If I just make more than history fit 
Inside my mind