Story Of My Life

Stampa   |   Correggere

High school seemed like such a blur,
I didn't have much interest in sports or
school elections
And in class I dreamed all day,
About a rock 'n' roll weekend
And the girl in the front of the room, so close yet so far y'know she never seemed
To notice
That this silly school-boy crush
Wasn't just pretend

Life goes by so fast, you only want to do what you think is right
Close your eyes and then it's past;
(It's the) Story of my life

And I went down to my old neighborhood,
The faces have all changed, there's no one left to talk to
And the pool hall I loved as a kid
Is now a Seven Eleven
I went downtown to look for a job,
I had no training, no experience to speak of
I looked at the holes in my jeans
And turned and headed back

Life goes by so fast, you only want to do what you think is right
Close your eyes and then it's past;
(It's the) Story of my life

Good times come and good times go,
I only wish the good times would last a
Little longer
I think about the good times we had
And why they had to end
So I sit at the edge of my bed,
I strum my guitar and I sing an outlaw
love song
Thinkin' bout what you're doin' now
And when you're comin' back

Life goes by so fast, you only want to do what you think is right
Close your eyes and then it's past;
(It's the) Story of my life






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