I wish I was a little more clear headed So I could paste the pieces of last night I try not to regret it Sifting through the laughter and the lies I guess that? s just the story of my life I was born in a 60? s winter My mom was young and my dad had an appetite A saint and a sinner Wrestling with what? s wrong and what? s right I guess that? s just the story of my life When they roll me down the last long highway You wont find me putting up a fight If I could have things my way They? d all be there just soaking up the light Wave good bye