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Bowen Wade If We Ever Make It Home

that we?ve built up high Is gonna fall right before our eyes Love will surely conquer hate If we ever make it home Oh if we ever make it home

a little closer, laugh about this crazy day Or lay your head down on my shoulder, and we?ll cry the world away We?ll find a tender moment, let it heal up what it

Looking down at the strip from my hotel room, It must be a full moon, cause their all out tonight All the insecure boys in their muscle cars, Young girls

I wouldn?t say I didn?t see her coming A light that bright?s hard to miss in a place that dark She said yes to a drink while her fingers fumbled With

the rearview mirror; you were thinking I?d turn back It?s kinda funny how many times we talked about that Chorus Well looking back, I should have seen the writing on the wall But it

We all cried the day he died Daddy and the devil walked side by side Daddy and the devil were the best of friends We all know that story?s end But it

these ties that bind me down Oh Im growing sick and tired of feelin' so run down Yeah I gotta make (A myself a ghost I gotta make myself a ghost I gotta make