Texty

I got drunk with the Queen of Suburbia 30 miles from our threadbare hometown The big city lights might've hurt you But it sure beats that hole in the ground Hey honey, how's life with you these days? Did you figure it out on the way? How's the view through the eyes of your two kids And those bottles of chardonnay? Hey, Hey, Hey - ain't it funny how life comes around? Do we settle on something to live for or just settle down? When we reminisced back on our childhood You'd have thought we were living in war As we tried not to die from the boredom Of figuring out what we're good for Remember just after the first frost We played hide and seek in the corn And everyone thought we were lost Til we came in at last to get warm Hey, Hey, Hey - ain't it funny how life comes around? Do we settle on something to live for or just settle down? Now it's been a few years since we've spoken Guess there's not much we needed to say And I see by the pictures you posted, your second one's makin' her way Let's head up and settle our bar tab, and study ourselves in the glass And wonder how life would've turned out If we'd each chosen each other's path Hey, Hey, Hey - ain't it funny how life comes around? Do we settle on something to live for or just settle down? Hey, Hey, Hey – are we happy with all that we found? Looking back at the road not taken, for tracks on the ground Now I wish that I wanted what you've got Quiet chores and a nice cozy bed Instead of stalking these highways and alleys With these dreams bleeding out in my head
Writer(s): Sara Jane Milonovich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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