Garth Brooks Follow

I burned my hand, I cut my face
Heaven knows how long its been
Since Ive felt so out of place
Im wonderin if Ill fit in.

Debbie and charley said theyd be here by nine
And deb said she might bring a friend
Just my luck, theyre right on time
So here I go again.

Im gonna smile my best smile
And Im gonna laugh like its going out of style
Look into her eyes and pray that she dont see
That learning to live again is killing me.

Little cafe, table for four
But theres just conversation for three
I like the way she let me get the door
I wonder what she thinks of me
.

Debbie just whispered, "youre doin fine"
And I wish that I felt the same
Shes asked me to dance, now her hands in mine
Oh, my god, Ive forgotten her name.

But Im gonna smile my best smile
And Im gonna laugh like its going out of style
Look into her eyes and pray that she dont see
That learning to live again is killing me.

Now here we are beneath her porch light
And I say what a great time its been
A kiss on the cheek, a whisper goodnight
And I say, "can I see you again".

And she just smiles her best smile
And she laughs like its going out of style
Looks into my eyes and says, "well see"
Oh this learning to live again is killing me
God this learning to live again is killing me