Until it disappeared And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust I held on as tightly as you held onto me There is a house built out of stone Wooden floors, walls and window sills

So baby when I get famous Everybody's gonna see You never really knew me There's diamonds hiding in my hands They're gonna cut through the windows Ain't no one messing with my plans Right now my star is in limbo Sit back and watch my scrawny frame

There's a window of opportunity, She knows what I'm thinking, Reads me like a book, But the key to get a second look, And a come here honey, Is treat her right in the daylight, And I might get lucky. When the kids are tucked in and a half a glass of

It's time to move on and even though I'm not ready Even though it's not easy Right now the right kind of love Is a love that lets go, go There's a gold frame that sits by the window And my heart breaks a little more each time I try To picture the memory

If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. It’s right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin’ round, windows down on a summer night. I was

Until it disappeared And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust I held on as tightly as you held onto me There is a house built out of stone Wooden floors, walls and window sills