Monday, June 24, 2013

my bags were packed from the day I was born.

My bags were packed from the day I was born
Knew there was something I was living for
I found my place in a runaway car
And I never looked back, never looked back
I never was much for falling in line
I had a long time fire in this heart of mine
I'm nearly crazy in mama's eyes
But I don't mind

Could be a dead end road
I could be chasing down a broken dream
But I don't even know just where this thing is gonna lead
It's a mystery
Oh it ain't like a trip
No it don't get better than this

I kinda liked it when I walked out the door
Not knowing what the good Lord got in store
There's a freedom in believing, there's something more
One more chance, one more day to say what I need say

Could be a dead end road
I could be chasing down a broken dream
But I don't even know just where this thing is gonna lead
It's a mystery
Oh it ain't like a trip
No it don't get better than this

Getting by on just a little sleep, coffee cups
Learning through the down, living for the ups
All I know is that I feel alive
And it's a real good ride

Could be a dead end road
But It's the only life I've ever known
No matter where this goes
You know I wouldn't change a single thing
But I don't even know just where this thing is gonna lead
It's a mystery
Oh it ain't like a trip
No It don't get better than this

It's a trip
It don't get better than this
No it don't get better no
Don't get better than this

- Written by Hunter Hayes, and Dave Haywood and Charles Kelley from Lady Antebellum

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