she sure looks good in the picture books
makes me stop and take second looks
she had lots white sand on a big white beach
everything right within my reach i wanna go where the grass is green
but i guess ill have to take myself with me
and im not sure thats who i wanna see cradle and tombstone
theres not much in between
except for crosses and crossroads
and stories i will leave behind us
wise men ask why
were lucky just believe
were lucky just believe i didnt know everything could be such a mess
i wish there was a place called no regrets
wherei could just sit and put up my feet
and come along and bearin me
say goodnights with this frustration
live my life like a long vaacation
and im not sure thats who i wanna be cradle and tombstone
theres not much in between
except for crosses n crossroads
and stories i will leave behind us
wise men ask why
were lucky just believe
were lucky just believe she says she digs me for who i am
she doesnt need to understand this journey ive been on
maybe shes the one
maybe shes the one
maybe shes the one cradle and tombstone
theres not much in between
except for crosses n crossroads
and stories i will leave behind us
wise men ask why
were lucky just believe
were lucky just believe yea were lucky just believe
i believe
ohhh i believe
were lucky, just believe.
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