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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Suarez
Ben Suarez
Songwriter
Felipe Cantuaria
Felipe Cantuaria
Songwriter
Adam Schini
Adam Schini
Songwriter
Ricky Feria
Ricky Feria
Songwriter

Lyrics

You don't have to ask
You just lend a hand to help
You see right through my mask
As far as I can tell
These might be the sweet times
What lies ahead
We don't to read minds
Better left unsaid
These might be the sweet times
What lies ahead
We don't to read minds
Better left unsaid
Hard for me to notice, I still see the signs
Used to talk for hours, and lose our place in time
Tell each other stories, your thoughts would finish mine
It's hard for me to notice, when I just hear I'm fine
These might be the sweet times
What lies ahead
We don't to read minds
better left unsaid
Are we in the sweet times?
Did we start to drift?
We don't to read minds
Better if we did,
Your bedside is cold, and I don't know why
We're not gonna grow old, and watch the years pass by
We used to talk for hours, now you don't even nod
If I pass you on the corner
I wish you read my mind
But now I'm lost
Stuck in my own thoughts
These might be the sweet times
What lies ahead
We don't to read minds
Better left unsaid
I guess those were the sweet times
Who cares what's in your head?
We don't need to read minds
Everything was said
Everything was said
Everything was said
Everything was said
Written by: Adam Schini, Ben Suarez, Felipe Cantuaria, Ricky Feria
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