Love On The Inside (Deluxe Fan Edition) lyrics

I don't want to get up baby let's turn off the phone
I don't want to go to work today or even put my make-up on
I got better things to do than my to do list anyway
hide under the covers and waste away the day
let's just lay here and be lazy, baby drive me crazy

(chourus)
All I want to do oo oo oo oo
oo oo oo oo oo oo
All I want to do oo oo oo oo
oo oo oo oo oo oo
Is Love You

My Mama mapped out the road that she knows
Which hands you shake and which hands you hold
In my hand-me-down Mercury, ready to roll
She knew that I had to go
And hangout, make lots of noise
And lay out late with a boy
Make the mistakes that she made 'cause she knew all along

I was already gone
I was already gone
I was already gone
Life is a runaway train you can't wait to jump on

I miss the sound of your voice
I miss the rush of your skin
I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in

If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
Make you believe
Make you forget

So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire

When the weight of the world bears down so strong
You leave footprints on the street
And there's too many miles to face
Without a few more hours to sleep
The storm clouds overhead won't shed
Any rain to quench your thirst
I wanna be the one you reach for first

When your faith is stretched so thin
That you can see straight through your soul
And you can't find a nickel to buy a smile

My heart's grown cold. There's not much left.
My blood won't turn. And I can see my breathe.
She walks above the angels room.
Catch the snow, feels like winter.
I'd do anything to just be with her.

Well the world won't turn. The world won't turn.
The frames won't break. And the letter's won't burn.
The whole thing seemed like Einsteins dreams.
See the smoke, start to shiver.

Missed my alarm clock ringing
Woke up, telephone screaming
Boss man singing his same old song
Rolled in late about an hour
No cup of coffee, no shower
Walk of shame with two different shoes on

Now it's poor me, why me, oh me, boring
The same old worn out blah, blah story
There's no good explanation for it at all

Ain't no rhyme or reason
No complicated meaning

What if I said yes
What if I'd gone out that night
What if you'd turned left
Everything would've turned out alright
What if I'd spoke up
What'd if I'd took the keys
What if I had tried a little harder instead of always trying to please

Joey I'm so sorry
Ohh can you hear me
Joey I'm so sorry

What if I'd said no
What if we'd never fell in love
What if we'd gone slow

We said goodbye.
Tried her hand at magic.
But we couldn't make us disappear.
Not a day goes by I don't wish I had you.
So run away, I'm glad you're still here.
It's a bitter sweet victory.
Lovin' the ghost in front of me.

Now I can't laugh, can't cry.
And I can't run, can't hide.
What do I gotta do?
What do I gotta do to keep you?
What do I gotta do to keep you from doing this to me?

A Salvation Army band played
And the children drank lemonade
And the morning lasted all day, all day
And through an open window came
Like Sinatra in a younger day
Pushing the town away, away

Ah hey ma ma ma
Into the night
Ah hey ma ma ma hey ah
Life in a northern town
Ah hey ma ma ma ma

They sat on the stoney ground
And he took a cigarette out
And everyone else came down to listen

Is it the face of a child
Is it the thrill of danger
Is it the kindness we see in the eyes of a stranger
Is it more than faith
Is it more than hope
Is it waiting for us at the end of our rope

I say, it's love
I say, it's love

Is it the one you call home
Is it the Holy Land
Is is standing right here holding your hand
Is it just like the movies
Is it rice and white lace

Gotta get a handle on the situation
(Operation, working vacation)
A soul solution for my frustration
(Operation, working vacation)
So, I made myself a little reservation
A one-way ticket to liberation
Way overdue by my calculation
Operation, working vacation

Well, this bottle's been working on my concentration
(Operation, working vacation)

One more
Well, I heard Steve Earle had lots of wives
About as many as cats have lives
Met 'em on his records and we're good friends
He writes a song for everyone
They fall in love and before it's done
He writes and even better one when it ends
Well, I don't have to take your name
And you won't have to take the blame

CHORUS:
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me

Radiator says 95
But I ain't felt a drop of heat all night
Here in this motel there's no tellin me nothin'
I come here five nights a week
To clean the toilets and change these sheets
My name's Maggie Duran
Baby ain't that somethin'

If you want it
Come and get it
If you want it
Come and get it
You'll understand
You take me as I am

I know these corners I know these streets

Today is my Birthday
And all that I want
Is to dig through this big box of pictures in my Kitchen
Till the daylights gone

This one here is my momma
With the long brown hair
I'm 4

Snake oil and roses. Pockets of dirt.
Hands of a fortune teller's son
Young love shaking the earth, like a heart shot out of a gun.
Lips like gravity pull me under. Wreckless weather on his breath.
Smells like rain, it hits like thunder.
A storm is coming, I got nothing left.

So we run... Yeah Yeah Yeah, we run.
Come undone like a string on a sweater, that you pull but you know better,

What I'd give to bring you flowers.
What I'd give to get you alone.
What I'd give to bring a smile across your face.
What I'd give to take you home.
What I'd give to make you coffee.
Find out how you like your eggs.
Wrapped around you in the mornin'.
A tangled lace of arms and legs.

(Chorus)
What I'd give to let you love me.
Find out everything that brings you joy.

Sometimes it's a pair of
Old faded denim, I know
Is gonna fit me like an old friend
Or some radio song
You can't help but sing along
Wishing they'd spin it over and over again
Could be the windows down on a Sunday drive
Smell of rain on a summer night
Anything that brings a little more comfort my way
But sometimes
There's those times
It's gotta be you