Hard Way To Fall

Hard Way To Fall - Bryan Adams

See all the rain on the street

The way the cars shine

And the scotch that she drinks

With her lips so fine

And her shoulders go weak

As she closes her eyes

Oh my God when she was mine

See how she moves through the door

How she loses her keys

How she loses her cool

Watching blackbirds scatter through the trees

How she flips from the back to the front

Reading magazines

Oh my God I miss those things

And it's a hard way to fall

And this ain't the easy way down

And it's a hard thing to love anyone anyhow

So if it's gotta be you treat her nice

Hold her hand and tell her twice

That she doesn't have to worry

And it will be alright

It's alright this time it's alright this time

See her smiling at him that used to be me

And I could find her in a thunderstorm

Just by the way that the rain would fall

And we used to be something

Somethin' happened to me

Oh my God when I was free

And it's a hard way to fall

And this ain't the easy way down

And it's a hard thing to love anyone anyhow

And it's a hard way to fall

This ain't the easy way down

And it's a hard thing to love anyone anyhow