'Cause we go way back Some things don't ever change Yeah, you and me Like Prince and Marvin Gaye Like South side on Sunday James Brown and Michael J Like them high school parties We go way back Don't you ever think

I'm writing the future I'm writing it out, loud. We don't talk about the past We don't talk about the past, now So I'm writing the future I'm leaving a key here Something won't always be missing It won't always feel empty, here Just think of the future

I'm think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall I know, I know Wings won't take me Heights don't faze me So take a step But don't look down Take a step Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall

Here's my keys, I want you to take 'em I think I'm gonna need you to get back home Hold on to my hat, I don't wanna lose it I couldn't stand for something else to be gone I'm sure you know the reason I'm here cryin' I think you'll understand why Tonight,

Oh you take me to Nirvana I don't think this will last But you're here in my arms It's too late to run away from it all It's too late to get away from it all I'm done with running so I give in to you This moment has passed Hurry up, show resulting you

You’ve got the wrong song This one’s about a liar and a cheater Don’t know what kind of spell you think I’m under This ain't a "feel-good, everything's fine" sing-along Who didn’t know what he had 'till it was gone You’ve got the wrong girl 'cause I got

Don't you get comfortable Looking so hot I think that I might fall Feeling like it's my birthday Like Christmas day came early Just what I want So when we move Don't leave me standing all by myself

The sound that you're listenin' to Is from my guitar that's named Lucille I'm very crazy about Lucille Lucille took me from the plantation Or you might say brought me fame I don't think I can just talk enough about Lucille Sometimes when I'm blue it's

Just a boy and a girl underneath these stars shining It feels like it was meant to be yea No, I don’t think it’s coincidence Running into you here like this Sparks flying, see you smiling Girl we got some good timing Baby ain’t it crazy? We got... good

Is don't believe everything you think Baby, I might just have a ring in my pocket right now Don't believe everything you think So settle on down girl, reel that wild imagination in, I know you're thinking that you've got me all figured out A music man