Can I be him? When the lights come on and I'm on my own Can I be the one 'Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me Will you be there to sing it again? Like it was

Know me, you know, me You know me, you know me Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (pow! pow!), you know me 'mind them that they know me Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na

You've got a friend You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer or fall All you've got to do is call And I'll be there, yes I will When you're down and troubled And you need some love and

Help is on the way (They said they said) Help is on the way You can't take that from me Just go ahead and try One by land, two by sea, right there in front of me They never came I have my mother's dreams I have my father's eyes

Can we start again Go back in time to where we started Do you remember what we used to have As if all our dreams were possible All that is destined was you and I But distance has torn us apart Forgive me for everything I've done wrong Lead me back to

He's got a fool hearted memory That won't let him see That she walked out the door He sits patiently Here every night so it can fool him more Nickels and dimes Memories and wines She's on his mind once again The same old stool

You're so far away from me You're so far So far I just can't see And you're so far away from me You're so far away from me, all right When you're so far away from me Here I am again in this mean old town And where are you when the sun goes down I'm tired

Wasted away again in Margaritaville Searching for my lost shaker of salt Some people claim that there's a woman to blame Nibblin' on sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of those tourists covered in oil Strummin' my six-string On my front porch swing

Like broken mirrors It's been years Since our luck ran out and left us here Ten million shards of glass and tears But now we are Awake enough to show what we hear Reflections of an unfamiliar face A fate that we deserve Now it's your turn

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing