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Text: Beth Orton. The Same Day (Pass In Time).

Met him in a cafe one day and he told his story right away
They got married and divorced in the same day
Now he'd rather know her debt than walking down some street
Another plan in her head, in her head

So many places they have never seen
For everywhere now seems somewhere they must've been
Look him in the eye to see his point of view
But then it goes back to what he always knew

And wouldn't you tell
Wouldn't you tell
Wouldn't you tell

Well, summer days in chapel sky
They were they preaching a lie with no black tie
Who'd given and take in the same day

He's tired from sleeping with the dead
And could be running down some street
Another plan in his head, in his head

So many places he had never seen
Now everywhere looks like somewhere he must've been
He's looking everywhere to find a point of view
Realizes it's come back what he knew

And if you were to leave before the morning light
I pray there's an angel who'd hold you tight
Guide you on some higher flight

Somewhere far from here where blue seas run clear
In this world where no one speaks our language
I only want to start anew

And wouldn't you tell
Wouldn't you tell
Wouldn't you tell

Wouldn't you tell
Wouldn't you tell
Wouldn't you tell, yeah

Wouldn't you tell
Wouldn't you tell
Wouldn't you tell