Always Something

(Words and music: Patrick Gadola)

So tell me what you really want ...

Because the best laid plans of mice and men rarely come together
And I'm not even sure of which group that I'm a member
Some days I try, I try, I try, I try but I have no fun
And all I really want is to be your number one

But I worry too much about things I can't control
And I try to figure out things I just couldn't know
But I really like you ‹ that much I know

But there's always something getting in the way
And there's always something we can't explain
And there's always something we don't know how to say
But I still believe everything could be OK

The apartment gets so hot because it spends all day in the sun
Some days we try, we try, we try, we try but we have no fun
I like to wear sunglasses but the sun doesn't always shine
And I sometimes expect too much from you because you're someone I really like

And I worry too much about things I can't control
And I try to figure out things I just couldn't know
But I really like you ‹ that much I know

But there's always something getting in the way
And there's always something we can't explain
And there's always something we don't know how to say
But I still believe everything could be OK

And I worry too much about things I can't control
And I try to figure out things I just couldn't know
But I really like you ‹ that much I know

But there's always something getting in the way
And there's always something we can't explain
And there's always something we don't know how to say
But I still believe everything could be OK
Ooh
Ooh
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But I still believe everything could be OK