Tired of the phone baby,
I don't like the tone,
The way we say "I love you" a thousand times,
We say those words but we can't look into each others eyes.
Oh I guess we made it,
Or at least we made it this far,
And it all looks smooth from here.
Oh in a future day there may be ways but I must say,
The sky's have never looked so clear.
And Oh, I guess we made it,
Cause it ain't far to go from here
I'm so tired of the road baby,
Driving through the snow,
Just maybe you'll sit back,
Think about the times when we said those words
And we looked into each other eyes.
Oh I guess we made it,
Or at least we made it this far,
And it all looks smooth from here.
Oh in a future day,
There may be ways but I must say,
The sky's have never looked so clear.
Oh, and I guess we made it,
Cause it ain't far to go from here.
You have given me a heart attack,
You'll never know,
What it's like to face the fact you might let go.
Now I won't stand for any thought of that, Heavens no.
Cause I will cling to you and always have a stronger hold.
Oh I guess we made it,
Or at least we made it this far,
And it all looks smooth from here.
Oh, in a future days there may be ways but,
I must say the sky's have never looked so clear to me, baby.
Oh and I guess we made it,
Cause it ain't far to go from here.
Artist: Countdown Kids
Artist: Miguel Gallardo
Artist: The Duckworth Lewis Method