Her honesty of yesterday is hard for me to contemplate
Kate Miller weaves a storyline of angst and petty judgement time
I've heard it now I felt it then the barb from someone's poison pen
I'm walking in those crazy shoes but unlike her my feet don't move
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
The wind blew long and hard today my judgement failed a brand-new way
Sorry son I got it wrong I'll watch you weather this small storm
When will I learn what not to say when will I learn to shut my
I'm still walking in those crazy shoes but unlike her my legs don't move
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind
I've got the benefits of lots and lots and lots and lots of time
Don't try to change my mind
I've got the benefit of lots and lots and lots and lots of time
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Gavan Waldby - Looking Back Lyrics
Gavan Waldby - Looking Back Lyrics
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Her honesty of yesterday is hard for me to contemplate
Kate Miller weaves a storyline of angst and petty judgement time
I've heard it now I felt it then the barb from someone's poison pen
I'm walking in those crazy shoes but unlike her my feet don't move
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
The wind blew long and hard today my judgement failed a brand-new way
Sorry son I got it wrong I'll watch you weather this small storm
When will I learn what not to say when will I learn to shut my
I'm still walking in those crazy shoes but unlike her my legs don't move
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind
I've got the benefits of lots and lots and lots and lots of time
Don't try to change my mind
I've got the benefit of lots and lots and lots and lots of time
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Kate Miller weaves a storyline of angst and petty judgement time
I've heard it now I felt it then the barb from someone's poison pen
I'm walking in those crazy shoes but unlike her my feet don't move
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
The wind blew long and hard today my judgement failed a brand-new way
Sorry son I got it wrong I'll watch you weather this small storm
When will I learn what not to say when will I learn to shut my
I'm still walking in those crazy shoes but unlike her my legs don't move
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind
I've got the benefits of lots and lots and lots and lots of time
Don't try to change my mind
I've got the benefit of lots and lots and lots and lots of time
And now I see it for what it really was
And now I feel it as if I have a cause
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Don't try to change my mind I'm looking back in time
Looking back
Writer: Gavan Waldby
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