© 2011 Gary Garbett
My life is a grocery store line A "We'll be just fine" Don't know how we survive, but we do
My life is an early spring snow The last thread of hope That I just keep hanging on to
My life is pieces of paper that I'll get back to later I'll write you a story, how I ended up here Why the little things make us and how long it takes us To figure out what matters the most. . . . .
My life is a two dollar beer Friday nights here With friends that I've known since high school
My life is an order to go A rainy car ride back home And someone you love to lay next to
My Life is pieces of paper that I'll get back to later I'll write you a story, how I ended up here Why the little things make us and how long it takes us To figure out what matters the most . . . . .
Someday well I'll look back and wonder Someday comes around quicker than they told you Asking "Did I do, what I was suppose to"
In my Life Don't know Why the little things make us and sometimes it takes us To damn long to figure what matters the most . . . . My life is green grass through the snow A sweet reckless hope
And baby I know...what matters the most
I reviewed this album on my other blog last week. Drop in and give it a look.
Lyrics from "The Most" by Lori McKenna from her new album Lorraine