one day we look back And we ask, "Was that my life?" Ooh, was that my life? Rollin' on by, rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' on by Was that my life? Hmm, was that my life
I'm not that strong No, I wasn't meant to live my life I wasn't meant to live my life I wasn't meant to live my life alone
had to give it a go Took the show on the road Doin' it everybody's way but my own Good to be home Been gone away too long Stickin' to my guns, makin
before it I wish she'd been just a little more clear Well there's gone for the day and gone for the night And gone for the rest of your doggone life
for a backache Raisin' Caine, Friday nights Sunday church to set it right They can write it on my stone My life's been a country song Oh, my life's
a matter of time 'Til I'd make it without you but this wasn't about you I said I needed space, a change of place To go out and live my life But I don
I'm a rock of solid stone And this place I'm in is not my home I feel the wind rushing by It sees the world, why can't I? I'm so good at standing still
And we lit up a couple of Cuban cigars Well, a couple beers in we was gettin' profound He said, "A guy like me likes the simple things That I can wrap my
days I'm gonna write you off Have this tattoo removed once and for all Wake up smiling in another life Without you taking up all the space in my mind
to make me strong when my strength is gone With just a word or two you always know how to stir my soul You're my shoulder and my shelter, my best friend and my
out of me It goes off to find another home My heart move on, my heart move on My heart move on My heart move on My heart move on My heart move on
part Yeah, how could we have known how hard it'd be Just tryin' to stay in love, I thought I'd be tough We did some growin' up Watched some friends give up Life
place, Cancun Got your pretty little head on my sun burnt chest Girl we?re wasting the day away And it sure feels right with you right by my side And
you've waited for it all this time. they've set your price, will you sell. or can you hold on to this when there's nothing else. inside, you know this is life
cold Thought that things could fulfill my soul Tried to find love on my own It was hard to admit I was wrong No money, no cars, no fame, no lies, no games My life
Unser Leben war nicht keimfrei, nicht von Engeln bewacht Doch es ist ganz schon hart, was ihr draus macht Was glaubt ihr
Don?t know who?s round the corner, trying to sell me some more tripe It used to be my life, it used to be my life
of my life [Verse 1] Dear Anne, my number one fan I write with the light from the lamp on my night stand With my pen in my right and that's also my mic