2003-03-10 - 2:05 a.m.
I gotta tell you, jokes aside,
I nearly fell off her wild ride
Speed so fast it'll curl your lip
Caution's pass and roads that slip
But that's not quite the scary part
I gave this babygirl my heart
And jammed my foot upon the brake
I let her go, for goodness sake!
Not that I had a choice in the matter
Shift the gears this road gets sadder
Gone from me, I wasn't there
So all I had for her was prayer
And a heart that bled for this, my love
That you'd find grace from God above.
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