24 lyrics for "The life I think about"
Gonna be with my baby tonight You can make it, you can break it,and you can be what you wanna be I'm happy with the world around, it's good enough for me 'Cause I'm doin' fine, I'm doin' alright Sometimes I think about the way my life is supposed to be
PlayThough I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them There are places I'll remember Though some have changed
PlayI got you, ooh Now you're thinkin' about it Girl you're thinkin' about it What we got here How we fuckin' got here They recognize They just recognize I'm in a life without a home so this recognition's not enough
PlayOh, I need the love REPEAT CHORUS Power of love I don't want to think about it, why can't I live without it? I'm free and independent, I just take life and I spend it I'll feel the flames of a million fires Fed by my feelings and my desires Oh, I want
PlayI'll be thinking about you baby Here's to the good life or so they say All those parties and games that all those people play They tell me this is the place to be All those beautiful people and nothing to see Sometimes I feel like something is gone here
PlayAll alone at the end of the evening and the bright lights have faded to blue I was thinkin' about a woman who might have loved me and I never knew You know I've always been a dreamer spent my life running round And it's so hard to change can't seem to
PlayOh, living in the spotlight I think I'm gonna take flight Let me live 'til I die But I'ma be alright, I'ma be alright Oh, if it's too hot, too hot tonight Yeah, I used to care so much what people thought about me Now I really could give a fuck Now when I
PlayAnd I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Every time I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride I ride east every other Friday but if I had it
PlayAnd I think I understand Like a leaf caught in the wind He drifted a while With no purpose or direction to his life He tried to get himself together And pacify his mind And forget about the things he left behind The cryin' woman Standing helpless in his
PlayAnd I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Every time I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride I ride east every other Friday but if I had it
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