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A short step outside and a trip back to that hour It's a shot to my pride like a cold rain shower And I'm stuck inside, but I'm on your back porch I'll have another try and then a couple more Take you for a drive long before she will turn sour Promise for my life that I will not be a coward A letter to my wife, seasons change, no feelings changin' Strange thing to doubt what'll be when it's left hanging And I'm stuck inside, but I'm on your back porch I'll have another try and then a couple more Short years and stupid secrets Cheap drinks and lukewarm weekends Tear up your list of reasons God knows that we don't need them Short years and stupid secrets Cheap drinks and lukewarm weekends Tear up your list of reasons God knows that we don't need them From Letras Mania