| Song | The One That Lives Too Far |
| Artist | John Fullbright |
| Album | After Midnight |
| I haven’t told myself the truth | |
| Since the first night you were gone | |
| I’d like to think I was living easy | |
| That love was mostly living all alone | |
| Maybe its the wind blowing us together | |
| Maybe its the world blowing me away | |
| Maybe the tall trees bow down before us | |
| Pleading for a lonely heart to stay | |
| Truth be told the odds are stacked against us | |
| Truth be told they often always are | |
| Unless you really care about me | |
| Don’t go up the stairs without | |
| The boy that let you drive him in | |
| your mother’s beat up car | |
| Don’t forget the one that lives too far | |
| Some folks make something out of nothing | |
| Some people have to cry too long | |
| While others wait beside the window | |
| Wondering why the wind would blow so strong | |
| Now I’ll admit I’m feeling cold and naked | |
| Just like I’m standing in the rain | |
| With nothing left out here to hide behind | |
| And I wonder if you feel the same. | |
| Truth be told the odds are stacked against us | |
| Truth be told they often always are | |
| Unless you really care about me | |
| Don’t go up the stairs without | |
| The boy that let you drive him in | |
| your mother’s beat up car | |
| Don’t forget the one that lives too far |
| I haven' t told myself the truth | |
| Since the first night you were gone | |
| I' d like to think I was living easy | |
| That love was mostly living all alone | |
| Maybe its the wind blowing us together | |
| Maybe its the world blowing me away | |
| Maybe the tall trees bow down before us | |
| Pleading for a lonely heart to stay | |
| Truth be told the odds are stacked against us | |
| Truth be told they often always are | |
| Unless you really care about me | |
| Don' t go up the stairs without | |
| The boy that let you drive him in | |
| your mother' s beat up car | |
| Don' t forget the one that lives too far | |
| Some folks make something out of nothing | |
| Some people have to cry too long | |
| While others wait beside the window | |
| Wondering why the wind would blow so strong | |
| Now I' ll admit I' m feeling cold and naked | |
| Just like I' m standing in the rain | |
| With nothing left out here to hide behind | |
| And I wonder if you feel the same. | |
| Truth be told the odds are stacked against us | |
| Truth be told they often always are | |
| Unless you really care about me | |
| Don' t go up the stairs without | |
| The boy that let you drive him in | |
| your mother' s beat up car | |
| Don' t forget the one that lives too far |