Story of My Life Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox (Ft. Miche Braden)

Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain
Leave my heart open, but it stays right here empty for days
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
It seems to me when I die these words will be written on my stone
And I'll be gone, gone tonight
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
The way that I've been holding on too tight with nothing in between
Story of my life, I take her home
I drive all night to keep all warm, and time, time is frozen
Story of my life, I give her hope, I spend her love until she's broke inside
The story of my life
Written on these walls are the colour that I can't change
Leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage
I know that in the morning now I see us in a light upon a hill
Although I am broken, my heart is untamed still
And I'll be gone, gone, tonight
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
THe way that I've been holding on too tight with nothing in between
The story of my life, I take her home
I'll drive all night to keep her warm, and time, time is frozen
The story of my life, I give her hope, I spend her love until she's broke inside
The story of my life
And I've been waiting for this time to come around
But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds
Oh...
The story of my life
Oh, the story of my life
I give her hope, I spend her love until she's broke inside
The story of my life
The story of my life...
The story of...
My life