Set Me Free - Whitacre

My heart feels funny, when I’m with you

I can’t help but worry, I’m not being true

Because my heart’s stuck on a girl

That don’t love him no more

Why do I beg for her love like a chore?

Because I see her eyes in the trees I pass

I can feel her skin in the wind that is my body’s cast

But her heart loves a new boy — I don’t know his name

I’m caught up on our old dreams — it’s such a shame

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Set me free from these pre-conceived notions

Let my heart take part in loves ocean

1 then 2, 3 then 4 pick my heart up off the floor

5 then 6, 7, 8 — am I too late?

1 then 2, 3 then 4 its pretty darn sore

5 then 6, 7, 8 — set it straight.

Set me straight

My mamma says be patient — it’s not in my blood

So I write about her;

about our love

In hopes she’ll hear a song and call my name

She’ll hold me tight, tell me she’s proud of how far we came

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