I'm tired of running I'm tired of hiding. I'm sick of keeping this thing inside. I'm gonna let it all go on the ladder of love. I'm going up ain't coming down.
I got home late, found you asleep. A flood of feelings washed over me. Overcome by your loving ways. You've always been my saving grace. . I've been doubtful, I've been lost in fear.
This world will deal you a few tough hands. You can hold, you can fold, just play the best you can. How I came to win your love, I really can't say. It's okay, I guess I'm just lucky that way.
I like my coffee strong and black. Don't cut it with no cream. I like my clear corn liquor. I like my high test gasoline. . You come on like a freight train.