I learned that from a three year old You can be a cowboy on the moon Dig to China with a spoon Talk to Jesus on the phone Say I love you all day long And when you're wrong, you should just say so Use every crayon color that you've got A fishing pole

My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you Remember that place The place you would go to make things okay, Children, learning the secret knock, a nickel To enter that place, The place you would go to take pain away, This puzzle's dead inside Missing

And you get what you deserve I don't wanna be king I just wanna sing a love song Pretend there's nothing wrong You can sing along with me I don't wanna be queen Just trying to keep my t-shirt clean There's one thing I have learned If it gets much better

I hope you learn to make it on your own And if you love yourself just know you'll never be alone I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose I hope that it's the realest thing that you ever know Hope you get the pretty girls, that's pretty

You'll always be a fire I can't put out. I'm finding out how hot an old flame can burn. You're a feeling I haven't forgot, the love I can't unlearn. You've become a memory I can't live without. I don't know how to handle the dream you left behind. It's

I guess I'll never learn Cause I stay another hour or two You know I can't be found with you We get back to my house Your arms, my mouth Now I just stop myself around you A soft sound To the way she wears her hair down Covering up her face

We've got a long long way to go Scared to live, scared to die We ain't perfect but we try Get along while we can Always give love the upper hand Paint a wall, learn to dance Call your mom, buy a boat Drink a beer, sing a song Make a friend, can't we all

To love her is to learn her Some things you just can't learn And see her at her worst Dance with her when she's drinking Hold her when she hurts She'll be happy, you'll be sorry Well, that's just how it works You'll meet her momma You'll love her daddy

I gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic Whistling static When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I

It's hard to learn How tears can burn one's heart But that's a thing that I found out Too late I guess, Cause I'm in a mess My faith has gone Why lead me on this way? I thought there'd be no price on love But I had to pay. If I could perform one miracle