The Start (feat. Eddie Disilvestro) - Deklan Butler

I stopped by to look around For things I left behind With the years we spent together There's no telling what I'll find Its not the keys or the records It's the love I'm looking for 'Cause the last time that I had it I was walking out your door And I came by to get some things I used to call my own I didn't think that I'd need them When I started out alone It's not the books or the records But my heart I'm looking for 'Cause the last time that I felt it I was walking out your door But I don't know where to start Looking for the lonely heart Oh I could tear this place apart if you won't mind it On a shelf behind the book In the closet on a hook If you'd only help me look I know I'll find it I stopped in to tell you That there isn't any doubt That the things I left here with you Are the things I can't live without You can keep all that I have ever owned It's the love I'm looking for 'Cause the the last time I felt it I was walking out your door But I don't know where to start Looking for the lonely heart Oh I could tear this place apart if you won't mind it Is it on a shelf behind the book On a closet on the hook If you'd only help me look, I know we'll find it

We gotta learn how to love ourselves So we can love each other I gotta grow into my space So I can love you better We jumped into this thinking that It would be easy We made all the right mistakes For the wrong feelings We're running before we can walk Now the dream we had is drifting apart Why do we pretend we were made for each other Why do we pretend we've been okay from the start If I did call you a friend Would I be lying to myself Because all the best things never last And in the end we have no chance We jumped into this thinking that It would be easy We made all the right mistakes For the wrong feelings We're running before we can walk Now the dream we had is drifting apart Why do we pretend we were made for each other Why do we pretend we've been okay from the start We're running before we can walk Now the dream we had is drifting apart Why do we pretend that we were made for each other Why do we pretend we've been okay from the start