I'm not one to lift my hands and jump in the crowd with you
I'm not one to take a chance like I always used to do
I've got problems yeah I've got my pain
And my heart beats slower than an old freight train
I've got baggage and you've got yours too
Do you think mine's heavier do you
I used to think the way along this road was short
I used to believe in every single word I wrote
I believed but now I see
That everything ain't what it seems
I believed I believed
I'm not one to take a hand and let someone help me through
I can still take my stand but I'll be shaken when it's through
I've got problems yeah I've got my pain
But my lungs breathe deeper than Titanic sank
I've got baggage bet you've got yours too
Yours just might be heavier it's true
I used to think the way along this road was short
I used to believe in every single word I wrote
I believed but now I see
That everything ain't what it seems
I believed I believed
When the taste of coffee was a little too strong
And Patsy Cline was singing her songs
On the radio by my bedside table
I always thought that I would be able
I stayed outside even when it was cold
Had a fire burning deep in my soul
But each day the light fades from the coals
I used to believe that I would be able
That I would be able
I used to think the way along this road was short
I used to believe in every single word I wrote
I believed but now I see
That everything ain't what it seems
I believed I believed
I believed I believed