• Artist: Amy Laber
  • Title: I Couldn't Stop
  • Genre: Folk
  • Mood: Down/Dark/Melancholic
  • Speed: Medium Slow (63-78)
  • Instruments: Acoustic Guitar (Guitar, Banjo, Mandolin), Strings
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 10/6/2011
  • Lyric themes: Sadness Depression, Reminiscing, Broken-Hearted, Missing a Loved One, Sentimental
  • Lyric hook: I couldn't stop all that I knew that was coming, I couldn't stop you from finding someone new, I couldn't stop loving you
  • Lyrics: The last November leaves have blown from the trees There’s a frozen angel in my window Put on my winter coat for the first time and I find a note In the pocket from a year ago Or a hundred years ago We tried to breathe life into a stillborn night When the winter moon pulled you back to me I tried to fight but the tide was too high And I knew I’d drown in your sea Why couldn’t you set me free? I couldn’t stop all that I knew was coming I couldn’t stop the bombs and the snow from falling I couldn’t stop you from finding someone new And I couldn’t stop loving you I got a call today from an old friend She said her husband was deployed last Saturday Don’t want to see the news Don’t want to know what’s going on with you It’s too much to take Step between sleeping snakes I couldn’t stop all that I felt was rising I couldn’t stop the fear and the endless fighting I couldn’t stop the girl in the black high heeled boots And I couldn’t stop… Candles in the cold dark night light up the streets I’ll endure this silent war, but all I want is peace I couldn’t stop the face of the truth from showing I couldn’t stop the glow of my inner knowing I couldn’t stop the pain of what you put me through So I had to stop loving you Yes, I had to stop loving you The last November leaves have blown from the trees There’s a frozen angel in my window
  • Keywords: simple, acoustic, Organic

About Amy Laber

Amy Laber

Gardiner, NY United States

Genres: Folk
At the Towne Crier

“Each lyric she sings seems to take flight, like a balloon that slips out of a child’s hand.”-Poughkeepsie Journal

When Amy Laber picks up her guitar and begins to sing, you sense a yearning soul with the courage to tell her story. Her milk-and-honey voice and confident guitar picking blend to deliver songs that are honest and real. Amy’s music has “an intoxicating, underlying darkness,” says Chronogram Magazine. She weaves a musical tapestry of personal struggle, ...

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