The Rest Of My Life

I used to dream, all night long
I used to say those dreams were hard to live
Looking in the mirror imagining those scenes
I was trying to look, to look deep inside of me

Tell me what is wrong
Tell me what is right
If I decide to stay here for a while
I think I will live
I think I will die
If l stay here for the rest of my life

I was driving my Chevy, an old 63
Listening to jones, taking the risk of my dreams
I’m on the road, going to Vegas
Maybe it’s now that I’ll bet all my chips

Tell me what is wrong
Tell me what is right
If I decide to stay here for a while
I think I will live
I think I will die
If l stay here for the rest of my life

Grab some beer, it’s never too late
You are never too old, to get up and sing alone on the stage
The worst enemy is always your mind
Follow your route and keep this way, someday you’ll find it

Tell me what is wrong
Tell me what is right
If I decide to stay here for a while
I think I will live
I think I will die
If l stay here for the rest of my life
So I’ll stay here for the rest of my life