rascal flatts

take me there

Wednesday, July 11th, 2007

There’s a place in your heart nobody’s been,
Take me there
Things nobody knows, not even your friends
Take me there

Tell me ’bout your mama, your daddy,
Your hometown, show me around
I want to see it all
Don’t leave anything out
I want to know everything about you then
And I want to go down every road you’ve been
Where your hopes and dreams and wishes live
Where you keep the rest of your life hid
I want to know the girl behind that pretty stare
Take me there

Your first real kiss, your first true love
You were scared, show me where
You learned about life, spent your summer nights
Without a care, take me there

I wanna roll down main street, the back roads
Like you did when you were a kid
What made you who you are
Tell me what your story is

I want to know everything about you then
And I want to go down every road you’ve been
Where your hopes and dreams and wishes live
Where you keep the rest of your life hid
I want to know the girl behind that pretty stare
Take me there

Yeah, I want to know everything about you
Yeah, everything about you baby
I want to go down every road you’ve been
(down every road you’ve been)
Where your hopes and dreams and wishes live
Where you keep the rest of your life hid
I want to know the girl behind that pretty stare
Take me there
Take me, take me, take me there

Oh, take me there
Take me baby take me, take me there
Take me baby take me, take me there

i’m moving on

Thursday, May 11th, 2006

I’ve dealt with my ghosts and I’ve faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I’ve found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I’m at peace with myself
I’ve been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long
I’m movin’ on

I’ve lived in this place and I know all the faces
Each one is different but they’re always the same
They mean me no harm but it’s time that I face it
They’ll never allow me to change
But I never dreamed home would end up where I don’t belong
I’m movin’ on

I’m movin’ on
At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there’s no guarantees, but I’m not alone
There comes a time in everyone’s life
When all you can see are the years passing by
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone

I sold what I could and packed what I couldn’t
Stopped to fill up on my way out of town
I’ve loved like I should but lived like I shouldn’t
I had to lose everything to find out
Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road
I’m movin’ on
I’m movin’ on
I’m movin’ on

backwards

Thursday, May 11th, 2006

I was sittin’ on a bar stool in a barbeque joint in Tennessee
When this ole boy walked in and he sat right down next to me
I could tell he’d been through some hard times
There were tear stains on his old shirt and he said –
“Ya wanna know what ya get when you play a country song backwards?”

Ya get your house back – ya get your dog back
Ya get your best friend Jack back
Ya get your truck back – ya get your hair back
Ya get your first and second wives back
Your front porch swing, your pretty little thing
Your bling, bling, bling and a diamond ring
You get your farm and the barn
And the boat and the Harley
First night in jail with Charlie
It sounds a little crazy, a little scattered and absurd
But that’s what you get when you play a country song backwards

Well, I never heard it said quite like that
It hit me in the face
‘Cause that’s where I’m at
I almost fell flat out on the floor – he said
“Wait a minute, that’s not all, there’s even more”

Ya get your mind back, your nerves back
Your first heart attack back
You get your pride back, get your life back
You get your first real love back
You get your big screen TV
A DVD and a washing machine
You get the pond and the lawn
The bail and the mower
You get to go back where you don’t know her
It sounds a little crazy, a little scattered and absurd
But that’s what you get when you play a country song backwards

We sat there and shot the bull about how it would be
If we could turn it all around and change this C-R-A-P

Ya get your house back – ya get your dog back
Ya get your best friend Jack back
Ya get your truck back – ya get your hair back
Ya get your first and second wives back
Your front porch swing, your pretty little thing
Your bling, bling, bling and a diamond ring
You get your farm and the barn
And the boat and the Harley
First night in jail with Charlie
It sounds a little crazy, a little scattered and absurd
But that’s what you get when you play a country song backwards

it’s not just me

Friday, December 16th, 2005

Tell me you’ve had trouble sleeping
That you toss and turn from side to side
That it’s my face you’ve been seeing
In your dreams at night
Tell me that you wake up crying
And you’re not sure exactly why
Tell me that something is missing
In your life, in your life baby

Tell me that you live for love
That forever is never enough
That you’ve waited all your life to see
That you want so badly to believe
Tell me that it’s not just me

I could have sworn I saw you smile at me
Standing in the pouring rain
At a loss for words and running out of time
I said this crazy thing (crazy thing), I said

Tell me that you live for love
That forever is never enough
That you’ve waited all your life to see
That you want so badly to believe
Tell me that it’s not just me

Hold me now and tell me that you do believe
In a soul, a soul mate
And tell me, and tell me, tell me

Tell me that you live for love
That forever is never enough
That you’ve waited all your life to see
That you want so badly to believe
Tell me that it’s not just me

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