| Song | Swear I Was There |
| Artist | Adam Cohen |
| Album | We Go Home |
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| I swear I was there | |
| I must have waited hours for you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| Even went a little sour on you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| I can't believe you thought I forgot you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| I still have the flowers I brought you | |
| And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
| And the concrete under my feet boring me | |
| I made it to the station | |
| But the schedule had changed, | |
| I tore my umbrella right before it rained | |
| I guessed that I missed you or maybe you never showed | |
| I waited there for hours and hours | |
| I guess I’ll never know | |
| And the setting sun said its work was all done | |
| And 24 more cigarettes went in and out of my lungs | |
| And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
| The concrete under my feet boring me | |
| I swear I was there, I swear I was there | |
| Wait, why are you going over there | |
| Wait, stay right here | |
| Wait, why are you going over there | |
| Wait, stay right here | |
| 6th avenue is buzzing; you know the way it does | |
| I'm doing practically nothing except thinking about us | |
| And the kitchen's have this leak and it's almost as if it's speaking about our love | |
| About our love | |
| Should I curse at myself like a car that won't start, should I cry out for some help from the bottom of this heart | |
| Should stare out the window and watch New York distort in the dark | |
| Oh baby, baby please, don't become a memory, a bittersweet piece of my history | |
| Oh baby, baby please, don't become a sad song about how good love used to be | |
| No don't become someone that I used to know, someone I used to love, some long time ago | |
| Don’t become just someone I have to close my eyes to see | |
| Oh baby, please, oh baby please |
| I swear I was there | |
| I must have waited hours for you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| Even went a little sour on you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| I can' t believe you thought I forgot you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| I still have the flowers I brought you | |
| And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
| And the concrete under my feet boring me | |
| I made it to the station | |
| But the schedule had changed, | |
| I tore my umbrella right before it rained | |
| I guessed that I missed you or maybe you never showed | |
| I waited there for hours and hours | |
| I guess I' ll never know | |
| And the setting sun said its work was all done | |
| And 24 more cigarettes went in and out of my lungs | |
| And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
| The concrete under my feet boring me | |
| I swear I was there, I swear I was there | |
| Wait, why are you going over there | |
| Wait, stay right here | |
| Wait, why are you going over there | |
| Wait, stay right here | |
| 6th avenue is buzzing you know the way it does | |
| I' m doing practically nothing except thinking about us | |
| And the kitchen' s have this leak and it' s almost as if it' s speaking about our love | |
| About our love | |
| Should I curse at myself like a car that won' t start, should I cry out for some help from the bottom of this heart | |
| Should stare out the window and watch New York distort in the dark | |
| Oh baby, baby please, don' t become a memory, a bittersweet piece of my history | |
| Oh baby, baby please, don' t become a sad song about how good love used to be | |
| No don' t become someone that I used to know, someone I used to love, some long time ago | |
| Don' t become just someone I have to close my eyes to see | |
| Oh baby, please, oh baby please |
| I swear I was there | |
| I must have waited hours for you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| Even went a little sour on you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| I can' t believe you thought I forgot you | |
| I swear I was there | |
| I still have the flowers I brought you | |
| And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
| And the concrete under my feet boring me | |
| I made it to the station | |
| But the schedule had changed, | |
| I tore my umbrella right before it rained | |
| I guessed that I missed you or maybe you never showed | |
| I waited there for hours and hours | |
| I guess I' ll never know | |
| And the setting sun said its work was all done | |
| And 24 more cigarettes went in and out of my lungs | |
| And the wisteria tree was ignoring me | |
| The concrete under my feet boring me | |
| I swear I was there, I swear I was there | |
| Wait, why are you going over there | |
| Wait, stay right here | |
| Wait, why are you going over there | |
| Wait, stay right here | |
| 6th avenue is buzzing you know the way it does | |
| I' m doing practically nothing except thinking about us | |
| And the kitchen' s have this leak and it' s almost as if it' s speaking about our love | |
| About our love | |
| Should I curse at myself like a car that won' t start, should I cry out for some help from the bottom of this heart | |
| Should stare out the window and watch New York distort in the dark | |
| Oh baby, baby please, don' t become a memory, a bittersweet piece of my history | |
| Oh baby, baby please, don' t become a sad song about how good love used to be | |
| No don' t become someone that I used to know, someone I used to love, some long time ago | |
| Don' t become just someone I have to close my eyes to see | |
| Oh baby, please, oh baby please |