Different World
I packed my bags with no regret
I was gone before the first goodbye was said
It's just easier that way
And since that day, it's all I've known
Leaving is the start of coming home
That's all that keeps me sane
It's a different world between plastic keys and elevators
Funny how a dream can make you cry
It's a different world between pots and pans and kitchen tables
But I wouldn't change a minute of my life
But I wouldn't change a minute of my life
Wake up calls and carpet floors
Sleepin' in a room that's never yours
Watchin' TV on demand
To a broken couch and a car alarm
And knowin' that I'll wake up in your arms
Doin' nothin' just because we can
It's a different world between plastic keys and elevators
Funny how a dream can make you cry
It's a different world between pots and pans and kitchen tables
But I wouldn't change a minute of my life
But I wouldn't change a minute of my life
As crazy as it sounds, I've lived this life for so long
I've learned that goodbyes are the cross I have to bear
And if God gave me a chance to do it all again
Well, I wouldn't change a minute of my life
'Cause it's a different world between plastic keys and elevators
Funny how a dream can make you cry
It's a different world between pots and pans and kitchen tables
But I wouldn't change a minute of this life
But I wouldn't change a minute of my life
Writer/s: Raymond Garvey
