Tag: Trempealeau Hotel

Oh yes, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah.

When the world’s not fair, but you do it anyway
And that’s okay

When the road’s not long, but you drive it anyway
And that’s okay

Way eee oh
Way eee oh

When there’s something you don’t want to do, but you do it anyway
And that’s okay

Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.

Oh yeah. Oh yeah.

Looking up

Looking down the street

Looking for all

The people that I’ll meet

Here’s

To the ones

I’ve always known

And here’s

To the ones

I’ll never know again

It’s time
To come
Back home

It’s time
To come
Back home

It’s time
To come back home

It’s time to come back home
Tonight

It’s time to come back home
Tonight

Cause although you should have never left
You had to leave cause that’s what seemed right

And now
You’re all that I’ve got
You’re all that I want
You’re all that I got
You’re all that I want
You’re all that I need
You’re already here
You’re inside of me, you’re inside of me
So don’t run away, you’re already here
It’s time to come back home

It’s time to come back home
It’s time to come back home
Yeah

I love you anyway, and there’s nothing that you can say, baby

So I’ve been thinking about this song.

Let me grab my glasses. I’ve been thinking about this song where the lyrics are something about how, “every star reminds me of you”.

“Every star reminds me of you.”

I just don’t know how the melody goes. And I don’t know pretty much any of the other lyrics. So I thought we could just jam here a little bit and try to figure it out.

When I look up in the sky, every star reminds me of you.

But it don’t sound good when I am alone.

And you…

Don’t want me to be with you.

But I look up in the sky.

And all I see is stars.

Cause every star reminds me of you.

When I look up.

When I look down.

When I look around.

And I look at the ground.

All I see is you.

When I look up in the sky.

All I see is your eyes.

When I look at the sea.

And the fish look back at me.

That’s all I ever want to be.

All I ever see is your memory.

I don’t want every song I write to be about how I couldn’t get over you at night But yet,

Here I am on a Friday night.

And no song sounds right.

No notes come into my head.

They’re all out of order.

They’re all out of place.

I can’t get your mind.

Out of my face.

When I try to forget you, I just think of you more.

And when I try to move on, experience is poor.

But I try every day to forget your name. name. But every time I look at the stars, I think of you. Every time I think of the stars, I think of you.

What if we sang a good song? What if we sang a good song? What if we sing a good song? What if we sing a good song?

Would you come? Would you come? Would you come?

What if we sang a good song? What if we sang a good song? Would you come? Would you come? Would you come?

I want you to imagine you’re standing on a stage. It’s late at night.

You’re full of fright.

You look out in the crowd. What do you see? You see her face, looking back at me.

The one face you thought you’d never see again staring right back at you.

That’s scary.

What do you do?

I say you don’t do anything at all.

I say you don’t do anything at all!

Just keep playing bro. Just keep playing bro. Just keep playing bro. Just keep playing bro. Just keep playing bro. Just keep playing bro.

It’s okay bro. It’s okay bro. She’s not there bro. Just look away bro.

Here comes the train.

Here comes the train everybody!