After school, home Fresh dirt under my and I can hot asphalt screech to a halt to let me pass
And I cannot What life was like photographs And trying to images Life us from our past
And it's a sad song But I
forget, refuse to regret So I met you and my breath away, make everyday Worth all of the pain that gone through And mama, I've been 'Cause things ain't how used to be She said, the battle's won And we're only miles from the sun Woah,
And I'm on down my street I see I won't ever meet I of her, take a breath the beat in the rhythm of my steps
And it's a sad song Oh, but I
forget, refuse to regret So I met you and Take my breath away, make Worth all of the pain that I've gone And mama, I've cryin' things ain't how they used to be She said, the almost won And only several miles from the sun
The rhythm of the The of her creation The sex she slipped my coffee The way she when she first saw me to love and love to hate her Like a broken player Back and and here and gone And on and on and on and on
I cannot forget, to regret So I met you and Take my away, make everyday Worth all of the pain I've gone through And mama, I've been 'Cause things ain't how they to be She said, the almost won And we're only miles She said, the battle's won And we're only several miles the sun