Lyrics Kind of Man - Caroline Smith

Kind of Man

We were winning, we had it in the bag
But we counted our chips too soon
What kind of man could have all this without giving a damn?
Baby, what would you ever do?
And what would happen to you if I let you go?
And what would happen to you if I shut the door?
You would not move, you would not move
That’s what apprehension does, like some evil lover
I’ll leave you and I won’t look back
I’ll leave you and I won’t look back
Moving slow
And what would happen to you if I let you go?
And what would happen to you if I shut the door?
I want to know, want to know what would happen to you
You’d think that what you’re doing is wrong
And you’d know that I was right all along
And you’d think that what you’re doing is wrong
And you’d know that, that I was right all along
What would happen to you if I let you go?
What would happen to you if I shut the door?
What would happen to you?