From the recording Caught in the Middle


Verse 1
Ridin' down the back roads once again
Side by side, just the best of friends
With the radio playin' way down low
We watch the full moon brightly glow
And talk about what lies around the bend

Nothin' like an all-night ride for dreamin'
Talkin' 'bout the ways we'd like to grow
Lookin' back on what we've done, what we're doin' now
Wonderin' just where all of it will go

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Verse 2
At times this day job seems so hard
The place feels just like a prison yard
And though the boss is good; we do what we should
We know it's not the best we could
'Cause our hearts and souls are always on their guard

We dream of when this job will end
No more boring hours will we spend
We'll have paid our dues, no more cryin' the blues
All we'll do is pick and choose
What we want to do, how much, and when

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Verse 3
For fifteen years now we've had a ball
Playin' all the pubs and the concert halls
Writing tunes beneath the moon
Hoping maybe someday soon
Someone will hear and finally call

"We heard your tape and we like your songs
Your melodies and harmonies are strong
Your words are real, and we do feel
You deserve a record deal
The music industry's where you belong"

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Verse 4
We have had our ups and downs
But we ride the circle as it spins around
Through the highs and lows we keep a steady flow
Tryin' to help each other grow
A secret key to love that we've both found

And though love's struggles will not change
And at times things will get so strange
We'll do our best to face each test
Let God and nature do the rest
To let us know what we must rearrange

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Repeat Verse 1

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©1998 Frank Meyer