Lyrics:
I tend to be busier that I should be
And I tend to think that time is gonna wait for me
Sometimes I forget and take for granted
That it's a beautiful life we live
I don't wanna miss the moments like this
This is a beautiful life you give
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
Ever day we get to breathe
You're the reason for anything that lasts
Every second chance
Every laugh, life is so sweet
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
There will be days that give me more than I can take
But I know that you always make beauty from my heartache
Don't wanna forget or take for granted
That it's a beautiful life we live
I'm not gonna miss the moments like this
This is a beautiful life you give
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
Ever day we get to breathe
You're the reason for anything that lasts
Every second chance
Every laugh, life is so sweet
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
It's our family, it's our friends
It's the feeling that I get when I see my children smile
You're the reason for life
Everything we love
It's you alive in us
You're alive in us
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
Ever day we get to breathe
You're the reason for anything that lasts
Every second chance
Every laugh, life is so sweet
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
You're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
You're the reason for
You are, you are here in every moment
And I know that you're
EVERY GOOD THING
You are, you are here in every moment
And I know that you're the reason for
EVERY GOOD THING, EVERY GOOD THING
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Sunday, also known as holy day, but to me it was now known as dooms day. I had agreed to go to Sunday brunch at The Jones' house at noon, when everyone else go home from church. As I got ready this morning, I made a check list of what to do so I would make a better second impression. I made sure my tattoo was covered, no cleavage was visible, my makeup looked as if I didn't know such a thing, and I didn't reek of smoke. I wanted to look as if I was an actual good girl, like if I ever had a wedding I could wear white -- virginal.
Jax had offered to pick me up so I wouldn't have to use my own money and take a cab, but my good ole' friend Charlie was letting me borrow her car, because she has a GPS and I tend to get lost on foot. Only condition, I couldn't smoke. Charlie knew me all too well, so she told me that if I did, all the windows had to be down and cigarette had to be held out the window. I found air freshener in Charlie's car, so I could spray it after I finished my cigarette -- Febreze is the shit.
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Romie Adler's Musical Guide
RomanceRomie Adler has been a devoted fan of music since she could remember, so much so that she chose a career path that involved making it; the words of the music that is. She is so close to graduating from UCLA with a degree in songwriting that she can...
