VERSE
I've got an old pair of jeans that feel real good
I'm cooking some beans; they'll taste just fine
The grass is turning green; I can quit hauling wood
But none of that means you're still mine
PRE-CHORUS
Yes, everything may seem like it fits together
But together, I guess, does not mean forever
CHORUS
Now I'm coming apart at the dreams
Love was not enough to keep you here
As far as anybody else, nothing comes near
Yes, I'm coming apart at the dreams
VERSE
I was a hard-working man working hard for you
We had a lot of plans; what we were gonna do
I was so in love with you; thinking you loved me too
But none of that means you're still mine
Repeat CHORUS/BRIDGE
What God joins together let no one pull apart
Is, to me right now, just a bunch of words
Repeat CHORUS/TAG
Yes, I'm coming apart at the dreams
Words & Music by Don Tomlinson
UMC © 2019 & SR © 2025 Solid Sterling Music (BMI)
All Rights Reserved.
Metadata:
Legal: One-stop contracting (Solid Sterling Music, LLC)
Own rights to UMC and SR
Contact phone number: 832.444.4848 (text/mobile)
Email: don@solidsterlingmusic.com
Mood: Anguished; Brooding
Length: 3:3
ISRC: QZ37R1900038
BMI: 22891225
ISWC: T9198725712
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