Texty: Bradley Hathaway. Dakota.

Dakota was a good girl
From eastern Tennessee
And she had a smile
That nearly brought me to my knees.
Her favorite thing to do
Was to dance before the lord
And pray in a tounge
I never heard before.
Oh we were different
But we tried to make it work
Oh but in the end
We only ended up hurt

Oh but things
Could be different
If things could be different.

Because I don't wanna have to
Hug another girl goodbye
And I don't wanna have to ask
Why oh why.
See I am getting older
And I found myself lonely
And I began to wonder
If love will ever hold me.

Well I met April
In the middle of December
She was wearing a red coat
If I do remember
Her parents never liked me
And they always told her
It's a shame she never did
Grow any bolder
The sun was shining
Into my kitchen
She covered her face
And began wishing

Other things
Could be different
If things could be different

Because I don't wanna have to
Hug another girl goodbye
And I don't wanna have to ask
Why oh why.
See I am getting older
And I found myself lonely
And I began to wonder
If love will ever hold me.

My momma told me
That she loved me today
And if I wanted to
Come over and stay
Sit on the back porch
And drink sweet tea
And talk about little more
Sweet memories
But I was born to travel
So on I will travel
But with every mile
My heart seems to unravel

All the things
Could be different
If things could be different.

Because I don't wanna have to
Hug another girl goodbye
And I don't wanna have to ask
Why oh why.
See I am getting older
And I found myself lonely
And I began to wonder
If love will ever hold me.