Comments about kristin brokaw
Something Is Not The Same
It's just your average friday night.
everything is going just right.
a little visit here, a little visit there.
lots of laughs, lots of memories to share.
taking the night, hour by hour
livin' life before it turns sour.
when we are together, we cant be stopped.
when we blow up, we are like a balloon that cant be popped
as the night comes to a close we begin to wind down
we get off the highway and pull into town
i get to my house and i walk in the door
i know the fun's over, there is isnt anymore
so i'm at home right?
the friends are out of ...