I guess I gotta crawl before I can walk. I guess I gotta grow before we can talk. And I have the upper hand. . I'm good at letting go but I'm getting better.
A fool for love, yeah, there's one born every minute. Well I must've come into this big old world, baby, right on time. And all this talk about the art of letting go, oh.
I've had the blues and I had the breaks. I had a million dollars just a little too late. But I stood up, for what I believed in. I ain't never gettin' down on my bended knee.
You walk tall, you act proud. Leave the little girls cryin' out loud. You got it all, it's not enough. When it comes to love, babe you're out of luck.