Mat Kearney Learning To Love Again(Album Version) Lyrics

Young Love

Mat Kearney Young Love Album

6.Learning To Love Again(Album Version)

Your poker face ain't fooling nobody, nobody here
We've all felt the flame and shed those same tears
Driving home to a one man hell, still counting years, still
counting years
Hey brother we're all learning to love again
'Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold
wide open
Standing in places no picture contains
That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint
fields crying
Sing with the radio to song we can't name
That was the real
you saying, Maybe I'm not too young to be a cowboy.
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Making up your bed that day on a foreign floor between foreign
walls
Thinking 'bout the words you'd say to a phone that never calls
Feel the weight of your father's ring and all those dreams, and
all those dreams
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again

'Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold
wide open
Standing in places no picture contains
That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint
fields crying
Sing with the radio to song we can't name
That was the real you saying, Maybe I'm not to young too be a
cowboy.
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
I know you like I know my reflection
Walking on the water 'cross an ocean of desire
Everyone I know is looking for protection
Trying to pull your hometown 'cross a telephone wire
'Cause that was the real you standing there in the shape of your
body
Fear don' know no love when we're all the same
That was the real you looking back across the water
Tears falling like rain, drops rippling against the shame
That was the real you singing hallelujah, looking down a barrel
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again