More miracles than magic tricks More green grass grows, and green old dollar bills More babies raised, and raising hell More get back up, sometimes you fail Well, I don't know it all Hey, but I know how it feels To be the guy that's trying to come back

Everyone's leanin' on me But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders 'Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she comes back to me Yo, I can't sing good I feel like singin' I

Love feels like loneliness sometimes Sometimes, sometimes Oops, didn’t mean to make you love me Love feels like loneliness That's just the way it is Didn't mean to be charming Such a beautiful darling Didn’t wanna make you think we can be a thing And I

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

Quit my job, ain't got no money Seems I have to leave this town Board the train that's eastward bound Packed my bags, run to the station Tell mama and all the folks back home Sometimes a man just feels He's got to make it alone Tell mama why I'm leaving

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

Everyday takes figuring out how to live, Sometimes it feels like a mistake, Sometimes its a winners parade, Delight and angers, I guess thats the way its supposed to be... Please heal me, I cant sleep Thought I was unbreakable, but this is killing me

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

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

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress