Somehow

link to the song in mp3 format:
https://vk.com/wall-231636346_77

I don't know how we got here, girl, it's kinda strange
We're caught up in this moment, on a different page
But maybe we can work it out, or maybe let it go
But we gotta find a way somehow, I know, you know?
Somehow... we gotta figure this thing out, for real
Somehow... just gotta figure out the deal

Yo, check it, I remember conversations on the A-train
Talkin' 'bout the future, tryin' to dodge the city rain
You had your aspirations, I was caught up in my art
Somehow, in the process, we just kinda grew apart
It wasn't somethin' sudden, not a fight or a big scene
Just a slow and quiet fading of what we used to be
I see you at the coffee shop, we do that little wave
And wonder 'bout the feelings that we didn't try to save
Is it pride that keeps us silent? Is it fear of the unknown?
Are we better off together, or are we better off alone?
This question hangs between us, in the space we don't address
A whole lotta confusion, wrapped inside a simple "yes"...
or a "no." It's difficult to say, so we just let the days
Drift on by, caught in this emotional haze.

I don't know how we got here, girl, it's kinda strange
We're caught up in this moment, on a different page
But maybe we can work it out, or maybe let it go
But we gotta find a way somehow, I know, you know?
Somehow... we gotta figure this thing out, for real
Somehow... just gotta figure out the deal

Ay-yo, I'm not the type for drama, you know I keep it straight
But this back and forth between us is a heavyweight debate
One minute, everything is cool, the vibe is copacetic
The next, the air gets thick, it's all so damn pathetic
I call you on the telephone, you let it ring to voice
Leavin' me to wonder if I even have a choice
In this situation, this entanglement we're in
Where does the friendship finish? Where does the love begin?
Or did it end already? Man, I need a clear-cut sign
'Cause readin' in between 'em is just messin' with my mind
You say you need your space, but then you're likin' all my posts
Of all the wishy-washy people, girl, you do the most
I'm just a simple dude, I like my beats and rhymes precise
So let's just cut the games, 'cause honestly, it isn't nice.

It's like... we're on the same wavelength, but a different frequency.
You hear the music, I hear the lyrics.
How do we get it back in tune?

I don't know how we got here, girl, it's kinda strange
We're caught up in this moment, on a different page
But maybe we can work it out, or maybe let it go
But we gotta find a way somehow, I know, you know?
Somehow... we gotta figure this thing out, for real
Somehow... just gotta figure out the deal

Yeah... somehow...
Just gotta find a way...
For me and you, you and me...
Word...