Common Sense

Seems I see your face on every street I walk Common sense is something I don't have a lot And you look the same But different in places It's hard to pretend that Nothing has changed I don't know what to say Think I saw you last year on your twenty-first Birthdays aren't your thing, I still remembered And you look the same But a stranger to me And it's hard to believe That everything changed I don't know what to say Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah Seems I see your face on every street I walk Common sense is something I don't have a lot