We could have had it all (you're gonna wish you never had met me) You had my heart inside of your hand (you're gonna wish you never had met me) And you played it to the beat (tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) There's a fire starting in my heart

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

'Cause I needed you Probably as bad as I need another hole in the head Car keys in your hand I believe that you would leave me for dead Tongue tied from all the little things And they're the reason that I scream I needed you I believe you would leave I'm

You don't have to be Superman You don't have to hold the world in your hands You've already shown me that you can Don't have to be Superman If I could break away half of all your pain I'd take the worst of it and carry you like you carry me You say that

Touching her, staring in her eyes? Tell me, do I ever, do I ever cross your mind When you run your hands through her hair like you did to mine? Tell me, do I ever, do I ever cross your mind? Oh, oh, oh, oh Mind, oh, oh, oh, oh Do I ever, do I ever cross

Here's to the farmer Here's to the farmer that plants the fields in the spring That turn from green to that harvest honey Hold one up for the banker downtown That got him on his feet with handshake money Here's to the farmer's wife That loves him every

Man-made shame You see my pain is real Watch my world dissolve And pretend that none of us see the fall As I turned to sand You took me by the hand And declared, that love prevails over all All of what remains

When I need you It's only a heart beat away When I need love I never knew there was so much love I just close my eyes and I'm with you And all that I so want to give you I hold out my hand and I touch love Keeping me warm night and day Miles and miles of

Bring all my people with me I've got my hands on it, I've gotta find a way I've got my hands on it, I've gotta find a way out Hands by your side Keep your hands by your side Your hands by your side (soon will be your time) Deeper in and deeper still use

She's the last of the American girls She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She will come in first For the end of western civilization She's a natural disaster She is