How do I move on from here When everything I lost is what I want This ocean left inside of me Has become her memory's favorite place to haunt How can
My little girl met a new friend just the other day On the playground at school Between the tires and the swings But she came home with tear-filled eyes
Yeah! Let's go! Half a dozen cars at the parking lot strip mall Sitting on the hood, yeah, getting on the hee haw Hear 'em out prowling growling through
I like my next-door-neighbor We do each other favors sometimes We threw somethin' on the grill Sat around and chilled just the other night And we talk
A storm on the horizon weather's coming in Smell of the rain takes me back again To a morning just like this and clouds filled the sky And every time
I got a little game that I play And I call it 'try to beat the morning paper home' I ain't very good but I get a lot of practice Even won once a month
I knew you wouldn't answer after the things we said that night You were crying, I grabbed the keys and said goodbye Well, hang on please, don't hang up
I always said I wouldn't stand In the way of your dreams And what good is the wind blowing In a blue sky to a bird without wings And I meant it when
Baby when I look at you With your hair fallin' down and your baby blues Standing there across the room I get so lost in the way you move It makes me
everything I need Waitin' in the country for me, waitin' for me Out in the country where the world turns green There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front
I was 16, drivin' my old man's car The light was red but I ran right through And I killed a mailbox and some flowers in a yard 'Cause I was lookin' at
everything I need Waitin' in the country for me, Waitin' for me Out in the country, where the world turns green There's a pretty girl waitin' on the
Oversættelse: Jason Michael Carroll. Waitin 'In The Country.
My little girl met a new friend Just the other day On the playground at school Between the tires and the swings But she came home with tear-filled eyes
Half a dozen cars at the parking lot strip mall Sitting on the hood, yeah getting on their yee haw Hear 'em out prowlin', growlin' through the straight
How do I move on from here when everything I lost is what I want This ocean left inside of me has become her memory's favorite place to haunt How can
I was 16, drivin' my old mans car the light was red but I ran right through and I killed a mailbox and some flowers in a yard 'cause I was lookin' at
I got a little game that I play and I call it "Try to beat the morning paper home" I ain't very good but I get a lot of practice, even won once a month
