Texty:
Bread Retrospective

Always look so good on the outside When you get to believin' it's true Then you know that you're on your way People tug on your shirt, say you're lucky

Call on, call on me. When you can't find a feeling inside, And You think that there's no place to hide, You're gonna see call on me. Call on, call

First time it's rained since I came to the city Seemed like a good time to write And even now as I look out my window Rain clouds are chasing the light

I'm driftin' down the street Asking of all I meet Don't you know me from somewhere? Hazel eyes and curly hair Have you seen me anywhere? Look at me,

No one has heard, no one has seem her Nobody else carin' but me She was a child, she was a woman When she was here, she was my lady Never before was

In this day and age where changes happen twice as fast Sometimes I get wonderin' if anything will last People changin' partners like they change their