- Sawyer Brown - "I'll Be Around"
(Tim Nichols and Craig Wiseman)
Saw your picture in the Sunday paper,
Bet your momma sure is proud.
She finally found you a real straight-lacer;
All your dreams are really gettin' buttoned down.
But girl you know that I know you too well,
Before you cut the cake, before you ring that bell.
I'll be around, around about the time you're wishin',
For a Friday evenin' with the rag top down.
I'll be around, around like a second hand tickin',
In the nick of time, I can make you mine.
If you long to feel the wind in your hair,
And the choices seem a little too square,
I'll be around, around, around, around, around.
I'll be around, around, around, around, around.
Girl, you never did like vanilla;
You were more of the rocky road kind.
You hated Princes and Cinderella's;
Gravitated to the Bonnie's and the Clydes.
You know I'm happy if this is it,
But if you ever find that the shoes don't fit.
I'll be around, around about the time you're wishin',
For a Friday evenin' with the rag top down.
I'll be around, around like a second hand tickin',
In the nick of time, I can make you mine.
If you long to feel the wind in your hair,
And the choices seem a little too square,
I'll be around, around, around, around, around.
I'll be around, around, around, around, around.
Girl you know that I know you too well,
Before you cut the cake, before you ring that bell.
I'll be around, around about the time you're wishin',
For a Friday evenin' with the rag top down.
I'll be around, around like a second hand tickin',
In the nick of time, I can make you mine.
If you long to feel the wind in your hair,
And the choices seem a little too square,
I'll be around, around, around, around, around.
I'll be around, around, around, around, around.
I'll be around, around, around, around, around.
I'll be around, around, around, around, around.
I'll be around.
- Sawyer Brown - "They Don't Understand"
A mother ridin' on a city bus.
An' kids are yellin', kickin' up a fuss:
Everybody's starin', not knowin', what she's goin' through.
Somebody said: "Don't you even care?"
"An' do you let 'em do that everywhere?"
She slowly turned around, looked up and stared.
She said: "Please forgive them, but they've been up all night.
"Their father struggled but he finally lost his fight.
"He went to Heaven in the middle of the night,
"So please forgive my children." ("They don't understand.")
Everybody's busy with their own situation.
Everybody's lost in their own little world.
An' bottle it up, hurry it up, tryin' to make a dream come true.
(They don't understand)
Everybody's livin' like there ain't no tomorrow.
Maybe we should stop and take a little time,
'Cause you never really know what your neighbor's going through.
(They don't understand)
A man driving on the interstate,
Slowin' down traffic makin' everybody late,
An' everybody's starin', not knowin' what he's goin' through.
Somebody hollered from the passin' lane,
Yelled out the window: "Hey, ain't got all day."
The old man looked around an' he caught his eye.
He said: "Please forgive me, you know it's been a long life.
"My wife has passed away an' my kids don't have the time.
"I've been left all alone an' its gettin' hard to drive,
"So please forgive me children." ("They don't understand.")
Everybody's busy with their own situation.
Everybody's lost in their own little world.
An' bottle it up, hurry it up, tryin' to make a dream come true.
(They don't understand)
Everybody's livin' like there ain't no tomorrow.
Maybe we should stop and take a little time,
'Cause you never really know what your neighbor's going through.
(They don't understand)
A man hangin' on a wooden cross,
Givin' everything to save the lost.
Everybody's starin' not knowin' what he's going through.
Somebody said: "You don't have a prayer.
"If you're a King, come down from there."
The man just turned his head, looked up and stared.
He said please forgive them for they have not seen the light.
They'll come to know me when I come back to life,
An' go to Heaven, to make everything all right,
So please forgive Your children. ("They don't understand.")
Everybody's busy with their own situation.
Everybody's lost in their own little world.
An' bottle it up, hurry it up, tryin' to make a dream come true.
(They don't understand)
Everybody's livin' like there ain't no tomorrow.
Maybe we should stop and take a little time,
'Cause you never really know what your neighbor's going through.
(They don't understand)
A mother ridin' on a city bus.
An' kids are yellin', kicking up a fuss:
Everybody's starin', not knowin', what she's goin' through.
