Tekster: Garth Brooks. Sevens. She's Gonna Make It.

He followed her to work this morning
He?d never seen that dress before
She seemed to sail right through
Those dark clouds forming
That he knows he?s headed for

After seven years of marriage
He wanted out
Now after seven months of freedom
It?s clear that there?s no doubt

She?s gonna make it
And he never will
He?s at the foot of the mountain
And she?s over that hill
He?s sinkin? at sea
And her sails are filled
She?s gonna make it
And he never will

And you know it?s not like she?s forgot about him
She?s just dealing with the pain
And the fact that she?s survived so well without him
You know it?s driving him insane

And the craze thing about it
Is she?d take him back
But the fool in him that walked out
Is the fool who just won?t ask

She?s gonna make it
And he never will
He?s at the foot of the mountain
And she?s over that hill
He?s sinkin? at sea
And her sails are filled
She?s gonna make it
And he never will