The view's a whole lot better second time around Too much of me was hidden in the shadows I looked up and felt my feet lift off the ground Now I'm looking up more than I look down I'm looking up more than I look down Looking up, looking up Figuring out

We’re dancing on tables 'Til I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on We’re singing 'til last call Such a good

On, on, on my way I'm on my way Go tell everyone under the sun That's what I've been told Since I was six years old Duck down and count to ten I'm gonna hit the Lotto I'm gonna place my bet on every step I take

I'm better as a memory than as your man I move on like a sinner's prayer Letting go like a levee breaks Walk away as if I don't care Learn to shoulder my mistakes I'm built to fade like your favorite song I get reckless when there's no need Laugh as your

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it So baby you a song Yeah, when I

But maybe that's okay Some people search the whole world over Just to find a love, that's even half as true Ooo ooo, ooo ooo, ooo ooo Well maybe I'm just lucky As the love I've found in you I've found in you Well I bet my buddies are out on the town

Nobody stands in between me and my man It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones) What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick) And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like

Were we better men than we'd ever been before? Say, if she came again today, would you still answer to the call? Tell the truth, my friend, don't it matter anymore? Was it bitter then with our backs against the wall? We were simple men by her side when

That's the only time a man should talk through glass to his new son And you'd have to go back and teach me how when I was nine 'Cause my mama couldn't throw a ball even if she had the time Instead of learnin' how to smoke I bet if you'd have whooped my

The nature of your beauty puts my mind at ease I wanna slow it down where the water’s deep Get that Northern healing washing over me Made me better man And it’s plain to see And I’m humbled in the presence of your majesty