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original by gregory alan isakov covered by bradley pink purchase my music @ lyrics: You were a phonograph, I was a kid I sat with an ear close, just listenin’ in I was there when the rain tapped her way down your face You were a miracle; I was just holdin’ your space Well, time has a way of throwing it all in your face The past, she is haunted, the future is laced Heartbreak, ya know, drives a big black car I swear I was in t
