Songwriters: Thiessen, Matt;
I'm so tired of the phone, baby I don't like the tone
The way we say I love you, a thousand times
We say those words
But we can't look into each others eyes
Oh and I guess we made it or at least we made it this far
And it all looks smooth from here
Oh, in a future day there may be ways
But I must say the skies have never looked so clear
Oh and I guess we made it 'cause it ain't far to go from here
I'm so tired of the road, baby driving through the snow
Just may be you'll sit back, think about the times
When we said those words
And we looked into each other eyes
Oh and I guess we made it or at least we made it this far
And it all looks smooth from here
Oh, in a future day there may be ways
But I must say the skies have never looked so clear
Oh and I guess we made it 'cause it ain't far to go from here
You have given me a heart attack, you'll never know
What it's like to have to face the fact you might let go
Now I won't stand for any thought of that, heavens no
'Cause I will cling to you and always have a stronger hold
Oh and I guess we made it or at least we made it this far
And it all looks smooth from here
Oh, in a future day, there may be ways
But I must say the skies have never looked so clear to me baby
Oh and I guess we made it 'cause it ain't far to go from here