I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow I'm tired of being what you want me to be Become so tired, so much more aware By becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Every

Now my feet won't touch the ground Oh, love, don't let me go Won't you take me where the street lights glow I can hear it coming There's a wild wind blowing Down the corner of my street Every night there the headlights are are glowing There's a cold war

I keep coming back here where everything slipped But I will not spill my guts out My eyes are are fallen I'm having trouble inside my skin I try to keep my skeletons in Anything you ever want me to be It'll be easy to cover It'll be summer in Dallas I'm in

Deep river woman Lord I'm coming home to you Lord I know she's waiting Just anticipating all my love I spent a night in L.A. Just another chance to see you Just you and I Wanted you to know That my playing days are are over

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree Where dead man called out For his love to flee Where I told you to run

Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's play ring around the Rosé You (Are you comin') (Know I want it) Bring you friend around, yeah (Bring your friends around, yeah) (Ring around the Rosé, yeah) Aw babe, aw babe All my guys, I just came with

You laugh creating a lightness in my chest Your eyes they penetrate me (Your answer's always maybe) That's when I got up and left Like the angel you are They turn the lights down low In shadows hiding from the world Only coming out when it gets cold The

I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush (Follow me, don't follow me) (Collar me, don't collar me) (We are are agents of the free) I've had my fun and now it's time To serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me) Coming in fast, over me

Bless me, bless me So that they can't curse me Mighty Jah Jah, bless me, bless me Mighty Jah Jah, bless me There are are a lot of ways to do things Be blessed and ask of Jah for all things It stop your shortcomings, whoa-ho, put away your suffering Ey, you

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Alabama, ah ah ah Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the Southland