I'm just out of the light, I have't caught her eye but I think I might be loving her I just stepped outta the door gotta be a fool to wanna go on more for the way we were for the good times how many times? I'm losing track everybody goes and everybody knows its gone don't look back
there's no love in the space I claimed I could burn my brigdes in the pouring rain no matter how far or hard I ride I can't outrun what I feel inside
tell me who do you see? see me running round and you think I'm crazy, from the way we hurt I don't mean bodliy harm when it comes to the heart its a three alarm you gotta be alert
For the good times how manytimes I'm losing track it's the way it goes, everybody knows you don't look back
there's no love in the space I claimed I could burn my brigdes in the pouring rain no matter how far or hard I ride I can't out run what I feel inside
I never mind what I think I know Im getting nowhere everywhere I go
There's no love in the space I gained I could burn my brigdes in the pouring rain no matter how far or hard I ride I can't out run what I feel inside
Compositores: Clint Black (Black Clint Patrick), James Hayden Nicholas (Nicholas Hayden) ECAD: Obra #3090376