You know, you know where I am Girl, you know I'm never more than a call away Light me up all night, light me up all day If you wanna hang out, if you wanna get drunk If you're tripping and you're looking for a place to land Anytime that you need a little

I hate you! Your own child I didn't touch you there Mother please forgive me I just had to get out all my pain and suffering Now that I am done, remember I will always love you I'm your son Little child, looking so pretty

Step out, step out of the sun When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound? On the outside, always looking in Will I ever be more than I've always been? 'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass

Make my way back home Looking for a sign of life Looking for something help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking 'cause I'm tired of trying I'm looking to the sky to save me When I learn to fly (high) When I learn to fly Fly along

Laughing with your girlfriends Not a care in the world, not a burden on your mind It was a matter of time You're looking for a way out I can feel it Come on, show me where it hurts Maybe I can heal it Your feelings are your own Now you keep 'em under

I've got some love and so much more And I"m ready to make someone mine Making my way through an open door And I'll find her, 'cause it's about time Biding my time, trying to find a heart that's lonely Looking for her, my love my one and only Maybe I'll

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough Every minute is wasted time She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye I'm looking out from my window seat Halfway back, aisle twenty three Man I wish that I could fly this thing I could hear

Without you I'm not okay And without you I've lost my way My heart's stuck in second place, ooh Without you I've sure enjoyed the rain, but I'm looking forward to the sun You have to feel the pain when you lose the love you gave someone I thought by now

My mind I'm gonna lose it Gotta smile that leads to something that I shouldn't be doing I can tell by the way you're laughin' Trouble lookin' for a place to happen You stand out out on the dance floor Song stops and I want more 'Cause I know I'm gonna

Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Look out, you've got your blinders on I'm American made apple pie Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right. I was born