I knew you when you never drank the wine. But now you had to have it all the time. You don't even try to hide the things you do. Everything that's fastened down is comin' loose.
EVERYBODY'S REACHING OUT FOR SOMEONE. Writers Dickey Lee, Allen Reynolds. . Ev'rybody's reaching out for somebody. Er'rybody's knocking at some door. And long before I ever found you.
EVERY WORD I WRITE. WRITERS GEORGE RICHEY, ROGER BOWLING, JAN CRUTCHFIELD. . I've been sitting here alone all night. Thinking 'bout things that I'm gonna write.
ENOUGH FOR YOU. Writer Kris Kristofferson. . I've lived enough to know that love's not everything you need. God knows I know, there are still so many things you wanna be.
Every December sky must lose its faith in leaves. And dream of the spring inside the trees. How heavy the empty heart. How light the heart that's full.
My oh my, time sure flies. I like what you've done to your hair. I've been fine yeah, these boys are mine. That must be your little girl there. . Some friendships grow distant with time.
I can't shower you with pearls and diamond rings. All I can give are dances in the rain. I can't cover you in satin sheets. But you'll be just as warm.
Once in a while my mind takes a trip. Down memory lane where two fool kids. First found love in my old tempest. Girl, we were something. . Ribbons in your hair and white cotton dress.
Once in a while my mind takes a trip. Down memory lane where two fool kids. First found love in my old tempest. Girl, we were something. . Ribbons in your hair and white cotton dress.