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John Mayer

John Mayer

I like his soft voice in his sweet ballads. The words are inspired and he definitely has a way with his work. For rainy days or lazy drives.

Dreaming with a Broken Heart

Lyrics

When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for the moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she’s not, ’cause she’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone….

When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes
Then all at once you have to say goodbye
Wondering could you stay my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No she can’t, ’cause she’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone….

Now do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hands
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hands?
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hands?
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my , roses in my hands?

Would you get them if i did?
No you won’t, ’cause you’re gone, gone, gone, gone, gone….

When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part

Neon

Lyrics

When sky blue gets dark enough
To see the colors of the city lights
A trail of ruby red and diamond white
Hits her like a sunrise

She comes and goes and comes and goes
Like no one can

Tonight she’s out to lose herself
And find a high on Peachtree Street
From mixed drinks to techno beats it’s always
Heavy into everything

(Chorus)
She comes and goes and comes and goes
Like no one can
She comes and goes and no one knows
She’s slipping through my hands
She’s always buzzing just like
Neon, neon
Neon, neon
Who knows how long, how long, how long
She can go before she burns away

I can’t be her angel now
You know it’s not my place to hold her down

And it’s hard for me to take a stand
When I would take her anyway I can

(Chorus) x 2

Why Georgia

Lyrics

I am driving up 85 in the
kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
just stuck inside the gloom

Four more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
and leave it all behind

Cause I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life

(Chorus)
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?

I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
wood in places to make it feel like home
but all I feel’s alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
or just the stirring in my soul

Either way, I wonder sometimes

about the outcome
of a still verdictless life

(Chorus)

So what, so I’ve got a smile on me
but it’s hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don’t believe me
Don’t you dare believe me
When I say I’ve got it down

Everybody is just a stranger but
that’s the danger in going my own way
I guess it’s the price I have to pay
still “Everything happens for a reason”
is no reason not to ask yourself

If you are living it right
Are you living it right?
Are you living it right?
Why, tell me why
Why, why Georgia why?


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