STORY OF MY LIFE.

High school seemed like such a blur.

I didnt have much interest in sports or school elections.

And in class i dreamed all day.

About rock n roll weekend.

And the girl in the front of the room.

So close yet so far.

You know she 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 then its past.

Its the story of mylife.

And i went down to my neigbourhood.

The faces have all changed,theres no one left to talk to.

I went downtown to look for a job.

I had no training,no experienced to speak off.

I looked athe the holes in my jeans and turned and headed back.

Good times comes 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 sing an outlaw love song.

Wonderin' bout what you're doin' now and when you're comin' back.