Can be the start of something new If you need a shoulder, it's on Maybe that starts with me and you We got all night To get to know each other better And try moving on together, together I could kill the pain that you’ve been in You can be my heartbreak

We can work it out Try to see it my way While you see it your way Life is very short, and there's no time For fussing and fighting, my friend I have always thought that it's a crime Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong There's a chance that we

It can't go wrong I wonder, it's frightening Leaving now, is that the right thing? I wonder, it scares me But who the the hell am I if I don't even try? I'm not a coward Oh no, I'll be strong One chance in a lifetime Yes, I will take it

Don't try to blow out the sun for me baby I'm not asking for what I know can't be All that I ask is a kiss a day And I'll give you love that'll never go away Yes I will yes I will I wouldn't ask you to lift up This great big world little baby I'm not

Tell me why I can't get no relief Wonderin' when they'll come for me A paranoid man makes paranoid plans I'll do what I can but it's out of my hands Struggling just to find my peace Never know when someone come and try to take my life I been sleeping

Just like a baby Just like a baby Sometimes I cry I can feel it when You lie to me I'll try if I can Inside a little big man Everything is new Come to find out

Far away, far away California rain is falling I can hear the summer calling A song that's fading Put me on a plane tomorrow I'll try to run from all my sorrow From endless waiting It's so cold here without my sun I'm so sad here, far away from everyone

When the future's so unsure When the future's so unclear We walk, we walk on I am trying to learn and I’m dying to know When to move on and when to let it go A curious feeling no one can explain And I just don’t know if I’ll risk it again

(Raised on country music) I was raised on Merle, raised on Willie Got my Honky Tonk attitude from Joe Diffie Daddy did too, it's family tradition If someone cranks it up, you can't help but listen My upbringing sounds like George Strait singing And I

Don't look back to the days of yesteryear, You cannot live on in the past, Don't look back. And I've known so many people That still try to live on in the past, Don't look back, oh no. And if I could call back all those days of yesteryear, I would never