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 Your poker face ain't  nobody, nobody here
 We've all felt the flame  she'd those same tears
 Driving home  a one man hell, still counting years, still counting years
 Hey brother we're all learning to love 
 
 'Cause that was the real you running through the fields  gold wide open
 Standing  places no picture contains
 That  the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
 Sing with the radio to  we can't name
 That was  real
 You saying, "Maybe I'm  too young to be a cowboy".
 Hey brother, we're all learning  love again
 Hey brother, we're all learning to  again
 
 Making up your bed that day on a foreign floor between  walls
  'bout the words you'd say to a phone that never calls
 Feel the weight of your father's ring  all those dreams, and all those
 Dreams
 Hey  we're all learning to love again
 
 'Cause that was the real you running through the  of gold wide open
 Standing in places no picture 
 That was the real you,  down, we could smell the mint fields crying
 Sing with the radio to song we can't 
 That was the real you saying, "Maybe  not to young too be a cowboy".
 Hey brother,  all learning to love again
 
 I know  like I know my reflection
 Walking on  water 'cross an ocean of desire
 Everyone I know is looking for 
 Trying  pull your hometown 'cross a telephone wire
 
 'Cause that was  real you standing there in the shape of your body
 Fear don' know no love when we're all  same
 That was  real you looking back across the water
 Tears falling like rain, drops  against the shame
 That was the  you singing hallelujah, looking down a barrel
 Hey brother, we're all learning to love 
 Hey brother, we're all learning to love 
 Hey brother, we're all learning to  again