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- Gary Allan - "Learning How To Bend"

(Gary Allan, Matt Warren and James LeBlanc)

I’m still learning how to pray

Trying hard not to stray

Try to see things your way

I’m still learning how to pray

I’m still learning how to trust

It’s so hard to open up

And I’d do anything for us

I’m still learning how to trust

I’m still learning how to bend

How to let you in

In a world full of tears

We’ll conquer all our fears

I’m still learning how to fly

I’ll be there till the end

I’ll be your lover and your friend

I’m still learning how to bend

I’m just trying to understand

It’s all in someone else’s hands

There’s always been a bigger plan

But I don’t need to understand

I’m still learning how to bend

I wanna take you in

In a world full of tears

We’ll conquer all our fears

I’m still learning how to fly

I wanna take you higher

I’ll be there till the end

I’ll be your love and your friend

I’m still learning how to bend

I’ll be there till the end

I’ll be your lover and your friend

I’m still learning how to bend

I’ll be there to the end

I’m still learning how to bend

"Tough Little Boys"

I never once backed down from a punch

Well, I take it square on the chin

Well, I found out fast, a bully's just that

You've got to stand up to him

So I didn't cry, when I got a black eye

As bad as it hurt, I just grinned

But when tough little boys grow up to be Dads

They turn into big babies again

Scared me to death, when you took your first steps

Well I'd fall every time you fell down

And your first day of school, I cried like a fool

And I followed your school bus to town

Well I didn't cry when old Yeller died

At least not in front of my friends

But when tough little boys grow up to be Dads

They turn into big babies again

Well I'm a grown man

But as strong as I am

Well sometimes it's hard to believe

How one little girl

With little blonde curls

Can totally terrify me

If you were to ask

My wife would just laugh

She'd say, I know all about men

And how tough little boys grow up to be Dads

They turn into big babies again

Well I know one day, I'll give you away

And I'm gonna stand there and smile

But when I get home - and I'm all alone

Well I'll sit in your room for awhile

(Repeat Chorus)

When tough little boys grow up to be Dads

They turn into big babies again

"Nothin' On But The Radio"

(Byron Hill, Odie Blackmon and Brice Long)

I sure do hope this is a long night,

'Cause I've never felt one so right.

Each look into your eyes, I'm fallin',

A little more and more.

Looks like we started us a fire,

Wrapped up in flames of desire.

With every touch they're burning higher:

Two shadows dancing on the wall.

With nothin' on but the radio;

Feel the music playing, soft an' slow.

You and me an' the lights down low,

With nothin' on but the radio.

We'll fall asleep here in the moonlight,

In tangled sheets, we'll be here all night.

An' when we wake up in the morning,

We might stay like this all day.

Two people meant to be together;

Two lovers dreaming of forever.

An' it just keeps on getting better,

With every tender little kiss.

An' nothin' on but the radio;

Feel the music playing, soft an' slow.

You and me an' the lights down low,

With nothin' on but the radio.

Two people meant to be together;

Two lovers dreaming of forever.

An' it just keeps on getting better...

With nothin' on but the radio;

Feel the music playing, soft an' slow.

You and me an' the lights down low,

With nothin' on but the radio.

You and me an' the lights down low,

With nothin' on but the radio.

"Watching Airplanes"

(Jim Beavers and Jonathan Singleton)

Sittin' out here on the hood of this truck lookin' up

At a caramel colored sunset sky

Checking my watch, doin' the math in my head

Countin' backwards to when you said goodbye

With those runway lights are gettin' brighter

I'm just sittin' out here watchin' airplanes

Take off and fly

Tryin' to figure out which one you might be on

And why you don't love me anymore

Right now I'm just sittin' out here watchin' airplanes

I would've lied, could've cried

I should've tried harder

Done anything to make you stay

I wonder what you'd do if you looked out your window

And saw me runnin' down the runway just like I was crazy

But that fence is too high

And so am I

So, I'm just sittin' out here watchin' airplanes

Take off and fly

Tryin' to figure out which one you might be on

And why you don't love me anymore

By now, I know you're thirty-thousand feet above me

But a million miles away, a million miles away

By now, I know how to act like you don't love me

But I'm just sittin' out here watchin' airplanes

Take off and fly

And I'm just sittin' out here watchin' airplanes

Take off and fly

Tryin' to figure out which one you might be on

And why you don't love me anymore

Yeah, I'm just sittin' out here watchin' airplanes go by, by, by

I'm just sittin' out here watchin' airplanes, baby, bye, bye

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