And I know I'll see better days Well I know you'll see things my way It's been so long since I've been fine I'm just tryin' to see the bottom of this bottle of wine 85 miles out of Nashville, thinkin' bout The way things change Try an keep it by the

Is there life beyond the grave? And will I make the same mistakes, day after day? There must be a better way I know that one of these days I'll finally see you face to face at the golden gates Will you take me or will I fade into the grave? Forgive me