Waylon Jennings
Waylon Jennings
Waylon Jennings
Waylon Jennings
Waylon Jennings
Waylon Jennings
Waylon Jennings
Waylon Jennings
Waylon Jennings
When it comes to lovin', I guess that I've always been blind
I fall for the wrong ones and leave all the right ones behind
My sense of survival has kept me in line
Till I managed to clear out my mind
But now I'm not certain I'll ever stop hurtin' this time
When it comes to trouble, I guess we've had more than out share
But this time it's hopeless, with me here and you way out there
But I looked around, I seen no middle ground
Well it's drivin' me out of my mind
Thеre's no compromisin', it's really over this timе
Just look where we're standing, it's never been this far before
There's your side and my side, there's no middle ground anymore
A sense of survival keeps me from your side
And you won't come over to mine
Pride may be foolish, but pride is the winner this time
(Instrumental Break)
I looked around, I seen no middle ground
Well it's drivin' me out of my mind
There's no compromisin', it's really over this time
There's no middle ground this time