LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeIn Another Life
Is this the life you chose yourselfOr just how it ended up?Is that the yard you pictured whenYou closed your eyes and dreamedOf children in the grass running through the sprinklers?Being somebody's wife?Or were you living in another life?When will I make it home?When I damn well feel like drivingDown these empty streetsThat burn though our birthrightI passed a couple of kids holding hands in the street tonightThey reminded me of us in another lifeI the man of your desire?Or just a guy from your hometown?Are these the arms that you saw when youPictured yourself wrapped around?Baby, I can vouch for the hopeless dreamerWhen you look at me, am I the man you hoped I'd be?When will I make it home?When that jukebox in the cornerStops playing country songs of stories that sound like mineI spent my best years laying rubber on a factory lineI wonder what I would've been in another lifeIn another lifeIn another lifeIn another life
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