And you pull my hips so close; volume goes with the truth When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself The kid was all right but it went to his head Signing off "I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a pen." I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a

Waiting for your call Time goes by so slowly I'm hung up I'm hung up on you I'm tired of waiting on you Every little thing that you say or do Baby night and day

Rip the roof up off of here, take it to the stratosphere Bring the house down Breathe in, out When the lights come on, when the crowd goes wild Stand up and scream it loud when the fire flies There’s a world passed the curtains of eager excitement A sea

And right out the other, It goes In One Ear, People talkin' shit but you know we'll never bother, They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, Trying to

I hope you're the last word I ever utter It's never your time to go I hope you're the end of my story I hope you're as far as it goes Sometimes this road that we travel Feels like it's leading us on And spinning our wheels just stirs up the gravel Before

He walks away, The sun goes down, He takes the day but I'm grown, And it's okay, My tears dry on their own, In this blue shade, So we are history, My deep shade, All I can ever be to you,

Yeah everything goes away But bones in the ground We were tight knit boys Brothers in more then name You would kill for me And knew that I'd do the same And it cut me sharp Hearing you'd gone away But everything goes away

Nobody's foolin' nobody is to where it goes And The highway is alive tonight I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Man walks along the railroad track He's Goin' some place, there's no turnin' back The Highway Patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge

Let the only sound Be the overflow Lay me down Pockets full of stones Time it took us To where the water was That's what the water gave me And time goes quicker Between the two of us

What goes around comes back to you Holy God man Well won't you lend me insight To your counterfeited tyranny Mouth fulls of christian view Thou hath to be blind Ends so plain to me Out of body and beside myself