I've had enough I need, I need a change I'm setting fire to the life that I know (I know) Let's start a fire everywhere that we go (we go) We starting fires, We starting fires till our lives are burning gold I wish the wind would carry a change Of

In my pink sunglasses Always makes the world look a little bit better You can try 'em anytime you need a change of the weather When I'm walking by, I wanna roll my eyes In my pink sunglasses, pink sunglasses My pink sunglasses I put 'em on whenever I sit

Keep it right here, keep it right here, your sweet love You are the love without exception You're in my book of answered prayers No need to change your heart's direction At every crossroad I'll be there There will be nights some restless nights When

No I don't know why seasons change Before our hearts go up in flames Let's go throwing stones And stealing cars Ooh, ooh, ooh Or how we fell so far All we need is a spark A second chance, a lifeline Waiting up in the dark

We used to laugh a lot But only because we thought That everything good always would remain Nothing's gonna change there's no need to complain Saturday morning and it's time to go One day these could be the days but who could have known Loading in the

Love will save the day What you need's a little change of heart Forget this fear and frustration Love will always play the greater part When you battles wear you down Here's my advice When you're feeling down and out And you're got troubles on your mind

I know it's hard now for you to see You can't change how it was or how it's gonna be I'm what she wants, you're just what she needs And yet she still loves me, she still loves me Where is her sweater? It’s not in her car Is not at her friend’s house,

I've been thuggin' through my rainy days for days (Uh) I ain't really tryna hang today, today (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I need changes in a major way (Yeah, yeah, yeah), a way (Uh) I just pray I never fade away, away Nigga, I wear fur coats in the summer, nigga

I know it's hard now for you to see You can't change how it was or how it's gonna be I'm what she wants, you're just what she needs And yet she still loves me, she still loves me Where is her sweater? It’s not in her car Is not at her friend’s house,

Lord it's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar Where do we take it from here? Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars It's been the same way for years We need a change Somebody told me, when I came to Nashville "Son, you finally got it made" Old Hank made it