Hiding
I've been hiding since the day I was born
Making love hiding in a field of corn
Finally found my way off of that farm
Onto this stage where my music was born
I went to college got my brain turned on
But I didn't find nothing that answered the call
Thinking is easier when the lights are on
Now I'm standing here ain't hiding no more
I been a long time coming
Been a long time getting' here
I been a bad boy most of the time
But I finally found my soul
I finally found the way to open that door
And nothing was missing that I ever felt for
And the rest kept coming looking for more
Ya I was just staring at the bar room floor
I kept thinking something's gotta give
There was too much riding on something I said
But she took my hand whispered in my ear
You gotta keep moving don't show no fear
Sit around waiting for the axe to fall
You know time well spent means nothing at all
Its what you build that you can hold on to
That's gonna matter when the day is through
What you think matters gonna disappear
Nothing's gonna be there when the smoke clears
What really counts gonna be a surprise
What ya don't see gonna open your eyes
Making love hiding in a field of corn
Finally found my way off of that farm
Onto this stage where my music was born
I went to college got my brain turned on
But I didn't find nothing that answered the call
Thinking is easier when the lights are on
Now I'm standing here ain't hiding no more
I been a long time coming
Been a long time getting' here
I been a bad boy most of the time
But I finally found my soul
I finally found the way to open that door
And nothing was missing that I ever felt for
And the rest kept coming looking for more
Ya I was just staring at the bar room floor
I kept thinking something's gotta give
There was too much riding on something I said
But she took my hand whispered in my ear
You gotta keep moving don't show no fear
Sit around waiting for the axe to fall
You know time well spent means nothing at all
Its what you build that you can hold on to
That's gonna matter when the day is through
What you think matters gonna disappear
Nothing's gonna be there when the smoke clears
What really counts gonna be a surprise
What ya don't see gonna open your eyes
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Reynolds
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