Seems I see your face on every street I walk
Common sense is something I don't have a lot
And you look the same
But different in places
It's hard to pretend that
Nothing has changed
I don't know what to say
Think I saw you last year on your twenty-first
Birthdays aren't your thing,
I still remembered
And you look the same
But a stranger to me
And it's hard to believe
That everything changed
I don't know what to say
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Seems I see your face on every street I walk
Common sense is something I don't have a lot