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Glass Tab

by Ingrid Michaelson


                 (2x)

                
Rolled around on kitchen floors.
                                           
Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours.
                         
And now we pass and just like glass
                                               
I see through you, you see through me like I'm not there.

                 (2x)

                
You could make my head swerve.
                                
Used to know my every curve.
                         
And now we meet on a street,
                                               
And I am blind. I cannot find the heart I gave to you.

   
   
      
      

                                   
Sometimes what we think we really want we don't.
                                             
Sometimes what we think we want we really don't.
                             
Sometimes what we think we love we don't.

  

                                   
And I am blind, I cannot find the heart I gave 
    	          
And then we meet on the street
                                            
And I am blind, I cannot find the heart I gave to you.