Same Girl

It's funny how a crowded place can still feel so alone

It's funny how a foreign face could once have been a home

It's funny how just one mistake can spoil a hard year's work

But she's just not the same girl anymore

I hate the way I can't escape the echoes of a thought

That maybe, in some twisted way, it's all somehow my fault

I hate the way she looks at me, like nothing's really changed

And I see her as the same girl I adored

And I know she's just as beautiful

Her voice still so soft and sweet