BROAD AND HIGH - Written by Carroll Bryant
It's just a feeling
But it can make you cry
No effort is worth your flawless time
She said to meet her on the south side
Somewhere on the corner of Broad and High
That was three hours ago
I'm the fool, I know
Still I stand here with all of this pain
That was the way of my love
Never give or even receive enough
Still I stand here in the falling of the rain
It's just the air in my lungs
But without it I would die
No meaning can be found outside of my mind
She said to greet her on the far side
Somewhere on the corner of Broad and High
That was a lifetime ago
Back when the forecast was snow
Still I stand here taking all of the blame
That was the way of her touch
I fell victim to it too much
Still I stand here without any shame
Only I can give you the power
So shower me with your kisses and lies
Hour by hour
Your evil heart devours me by the moment
On Broad Street and High
It's just a notion
But it can blurry your eyes
No shadow is indifferent in the deepest of nights
She said to meet her on the dark side
Somewhere on the corner of Broad and High
That was forever ago
When I was caught up in the flow
Still I stand here destroying my name
That was the way of my love
Always swept away by the flood
Still I stand here playing the game
Still I stand here in the falling of the rain
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