One asking another if they've ever felt the same way.
Written by Robert Osmond. Recorded by Pennan Brae.
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The Same Way
Know what your daddy thinks
He doesn’t like me
Doesn’t like my kind
Doesn’t want my company
Never tries to understand
The kind of person that I am
There I am
Taking all his talk
Hear what your girlfriends say
I’m no good for you
Not one of their crowd
Say that I’m a fool
They can go on for eternity
What they say doesn’t matter to me
There they are
Waiting for me to walk
After all that they say
Will you still love me the same way
After all that they do
I will always love you
Feel no need to move from here
Magnetic pull draws me near
If there was a line in the sand
Wouldn’t cross I would take my stand
See some guys got some views
‘Bout me and you
Talking of
What’ll happen when we’re through
Not going anywhere
Ain’t scared of their talk or their stares
There they hang
Waiting for me to balk
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