Pick Up the Sticks

Pick up the sticks here we go

1, 2, 3, 4 on the road again

It's the way it goes

All the way home

Home

She knocked on your door

Heart in her hand

Ready to put her thoughts

On the line

You just stood there

And watched as time went by

Goodbye

Time went on

I learned to live

With the way

The good days take the wind

The night comes often

I tried the light within

It's dim

It's all the same

Growing pains

Waiting for the world

To let me in

But it's different now

I'm fine the way it is

Just live