After school, home Fresh dirt my fingernails and I can smell hot screech to a halt to let me pass
And I cannot What life was like through And trying to recreate gives 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 that I've gone through And mama, I've been 'Cause ain't how they used to be She said, the almost won And we're only several miles the sun Woah,
And I'm movin' on down my I see people I won't ever I think of her, take a Feel the beat in the rhythm of my
And sometimes 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 been 'Cause things ain't how used to be She said, the battle's won And we're only several miles the sun
The of the conversation The of her creation The sex she slipped my coffee The way she felt she first saw me Hate to love and love to her a broken record player Back and forth and here and And on and on and on and on
I forget, refuse to regret So I met you and Take my breath away, make Worth all of the pain that gone through And mama, I've cryin' 'Cause things ain't how used to be She said, the almost won And we're several miles She said, the almost won And only several miles from the sun