(Gary Nicholson/Donnie Fritts). . Everytime we're alone like this. There's so much I want to say. But we both know what we're feelin'. Words just get in the way.
(Gary Nicholson/Craig Wiseman). . I'm up and out the door before the sun comes up. Spillin' coffee, banging gears in my pickup truck. Racing every red light, getting to the jobsite.