Loving Life Again

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Seasons come like seasons go, I guess.

Ain't it just like me making all this mess?

Up my head again. I got memories

I like to think of when this big old world gets a bit too much.

When days are long, I drift away.

I play that song I used to play when skies were always summertime blue.

Just like that, I'm back to loving life again.

Dreaming dreams 'bout back home, riding on the wind.

When I close my eyes,

I find some peace in the back of my mind.

In between the pines where I'm jumping on that quarter horse and then just like that, I'm back to loving life again.

See that red dirt, hear that front porch swing. Is that grandma?

I think she's calling me.

When days are long, I drift away.

I sing that sweet Amazing Grace, and I'm right there where skies are always summertime blue.

And just like that, I'm back to loving life again.

Dreaming dreams 'bout back home, riding on the wind.

When I close my eyes, I find some peace in the back of my mind.

In between the pines where I'm jumping on that quarter horse and then just like that, I'm back to loving life again.

I know I ain't the only one who thinks about that setting sun settling on down into the night and puts it on rewind.

Just like that, I'm back to loving life again.

Dreaming dreams 'bout back home, riding on the wind. When

I close my eyes, I find some peace in the back of my mind.

In between the pines where I'm jumping on that quarter horse and then just like that, I'm back.

Yeah, just like that, I'm back to loving life again.

Loving life again.

I'm back to loving life again.