Norah Jones - Flipside

FLIPSIDE (Norah Jones & Peter Remm) I tried to get high But you wanted me low, Good things are happening But happening slow, It's some kind of mystery from long ago. I finally know who I'm supposed to be, My mind was locked but I found the key. Hope it don't all slip away from me. Hard times, fine lines, Moments pass by and I cry. Rewind, step behind, It's hard to find the flipside. I can't stand When you tell me to get back. If we're all free, Then why does it seem We can't just be? You saw your reflection All over the news, Your temperature's well past - A hundred and two, Put the guns away or we'll all gonna lose. Stand by or take flight, Eat or throw your peace pie. Walk on or be mine, Moments fly by and I cry. I can't stand When you tell me to get back. If we're all free, Why does it seem we can't just be? I can't stand When you tell me to get back. If we're all free, Then why does it seem we can't just be?