Testi:
Clark Terri Terri Clark

In the basement of the church. I took the last chair in the room Embarrassed and ashamed, but that all began to change, when she stood up and spoke her

I was third alto on the second row of the First Baptist Church choir I was keeper of the minutes of the Tri Delts, In charge of the homecoming bonfire

I'm not gonna lie or act like I'm that tough There might be a tear in my eye when I watch that airplane liftin' up I never was much for tellin' you how

They've been together now for eighteen years And every growin' pain has led them here She's packed up that last box in her old Chevrolet Her mama says

Four wheels churning up a fresh green pasture, throwing mud pies everywhere. I'm beside you yellin faster faster, wind whippin through my tangled

(Terri Clark/Gary Burr) Maybe it's been a little to long Holding it in, trying to be strong Funny the things we bottle up Come streaming out when

(Terri Clark/Stephony Smith/Lisa Scott) Caught between a rock and a heartache In the middle of here and torn in two Not sure which road that I'll take

(Leslie Satcher/Melba Montgomery/Larry Cordle) This morning I'm aching all over Can't eat, can't sleep, can't rest Oh I need to go see a doctor For

(Bob Regan/Karen Staley) You call and wake me up, the way you always do Say you miss me and you're sorry, deja vu You push the button in the heart you