Standing at the back door She tried to make it fast One tear hit the hard wood It felt like broken glass She said sometimes love slips away And you
There's a place out there for us, more than just a prayer or anything you've ever dreamed of. So if you feel like giving up cause you don't fit in down
I've never been the kind that you'd call lucky Always stumbling' around in circles But I must have stumbled into something Look at me Am I really
There's some things that I regret, Some words I wish had gone unsaid, Some starts, That had some better endings, Been some bad times I've been through
She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati On a snow white Christmas Eve Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy with the baby in the backseat
Lately nothing I do ever seems to please you And maybe turning my back would be that much easier Cause hurtful words are all that we exchange But I
18 years have come and gone For momma they flew by But for me they just drug on We were loading up that Chevy Both tryin' not to cry Momma kept on
Mama, you taught me to do the right things So now you have to let your baby fly You've given me everything that I will need To make it through this crazy
Little boy, six years old A little too used to being alone Another new mom and dad Another school, another house that'll never be home When people ask
I should've known by the way you passed me by There was something in your eyes and it wasn't right I should've walked, but I never had the chance Everything
She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati On a snow white Christmas Eve Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy With the baby in the backseat
t you Carrie: I have half the mind to take the time to find somebody new Both: And I'm not too sure that I'm still over you Carrie: Well if I repeat myself
Blue and gold behind me in the bleachers Go Comanches on makeshift cardboard signs ?We Will Rock You? blaring through the hometown speakers As I flew
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These are the days of the open hand They will not be the last Look around now These are the days of the beggars and the choosers This is the year of
All the rain drops in the sky tonight Can't compare with all pain And all the tears I've cried But now I'm done All the make believe Locked in this picture
Watching the night set in, tomorrow's a brand new day again Full of twists and turns you'll never know, and great surprises And nothing is black and white