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Uptown
© M. Hart 2011 (ASCAP)

I remember how I'd measured me
In what more that a man could be
And keep you guessing all the time
The ability to cry with ease
And subtle sensitivities
Kept me hiding from the boys like it’s a crime

So female fascination
Came with late night conversations
Whispered through the cracks between the walls
And though you loved the company
You knew that they would come for me
Exceptions to the rules are bound to fall
And you were right
Maybe you were right

And now I’m uptown tryin' to make a dime or two
Who can find the time for virtue?
Who can find the time for virtue?
Gone uptown tryin' to make a dime or two
Who can find the time for virtue
Gotta find a way to
live up to me now

So I make a list of lovers past
And moments when I saw them last
And think what they would do if I appeared
And I wonder if their memories
Still conjure up the best of me
And why it matters most this time of year

Because the winter's
Frosted all my mirrors
And now I cant see
The stature of the man behind these fears

And now I’m uptown tryin' to make a dime or two
Who can find the time for virtue?
Who can find the time for virtue?
Gone uptown tryin' to make a dime or two
Who can find the time for virtue
Gotta find a way to
live up to me now

From the album:
Left for Better

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