Some Things Never Change - Robert Francis



     
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Some Things Never Change Lyrics


She gets up every mornin' while everyone's in bed
Starts the coffee, makes the breakfast for all those sleepy-heads
Yeah, yeah, some things never change
He comes in all dressed for work sayin', "Baby, I love you"
Gotta go, even though it's not what he wants to do
But he does it, some things never change
In a world that keeps turnin' and movin' so fast
When you can't hold on to nothin' and nothin' seems to last
It's so good to know that love still remains
Ain't you glad that some things never change?
Three o'clock every afternoon waitin' by the door
Sees her babies are runnin' off the bus, she couldn't love 'em any more
Yeah, yeah, oh, some things never change
Like when I'm lyin' next to you, well, I remember when
Your kisses made me crazy so beautiful back then
And I still feel the same, yeah, some things never change
In a world that keeps turnin' and movin' so fast
When you can't hold on to nothin' and nothin' seems to last

It's so good to know that love still remains
Ain't you glad that some things never change?
Yeah, same as the sun keeps risin'
Yeah, every day someone is findin' love
Oh yeah
In a world that keeps turnin' and movin' so fast
When you can't hold on to nothin' and nothin' seems to last
It's so good to know that love still remains
Oh, when the world that keeps turnin' and movin' so fast
When you can't hold on to nothin' and nothin' seems to last
And it's sure good to know that love still remains
Oh, ain't you glad that some things never change? Yeah
Oh, ain't you glad that some things never change?
Ooh, oh, some things never change

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Born in Los Angeles in 1987, Robert Francis grew up surrounded by music. His father is a classical music producer and eccentric owner of one of the largest collections of sheet music in the U.S. One of Francis' earliest memories is his father "blasting music at full volume in his cluttered office under fluorescent lights until 4 a.m. while I was trying to sleep in the room next door." His mother, one of nine sisters, grew up in Mexico in a town so small that "it's just dirt, clay huts, boarded-up buildings...

Read more about Robert Francis on Last.fm.


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