And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45 Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a 45 What ever happened to the young man's heart? Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell

I need you more than the sun I can't believe that it's over She's telling me that we're done I should've known all along It's over, it's over Don't tell me it's over You're telling me that we're done Twelve days later and I can't start over I left her,

'Cause she's got that one international smile Takes you miles high, so high, That girl's a trip, a one way ticket Catch her if you can Yeah, she's so in demand Flowers in her hair, she don't care Peach pink lips, yeah, everybody stares You think you've

I think that she knows Those flashing lights come from everywhere She's got me love stoned The way they hit her I have to stop and stare Man, I swear she's bad, and she knows The way they hit her I just stop and stare I think that she knows, think that

She's going Hollywood She's going Hollywood tonight (West bound Greyhound) (To tinsel town) (Just to pursue her movie star dreams) It's true, that you, May never ever have that chance again That chance again babe Lipstick in hand

Needed a friend Oh, starry eyes Oh, oh (repeat) When she laughs She's got the power of a child in her eyes And when you cry now She'll hold you like a man's supposed to be held I can't get into words how I feel Get it right in this song now

She's as free as a blue horizon I'm a slave to this gravity And every night I hope and pray that she'll come back down to me I keep my eyes on the stars I track the heavens above my lonely world I'm tracking her to ? Shes my baby, shes my little

Everybody knows, she's so good Doin' well for others She doesn't really know The powers are within her I know she's goin' down, goin' She walks by moonlight No one really knows Enchanted starlight Never goin' home

The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright Where I grew up, we rode in trucks Ridin' down Buck Island Road Down where I was born was heaven on earth We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids You either

Don't synthesizer her Don't redesign her She's no prize for But if you're never gonna change the world If you're never gonna be a movie star If you're never gonna change the world Maybe you're looking too hard A synthesizer Fake your way through a