Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Clay Walker
Well, it looks like you finally made the front page
You always did look good in white
And I hope you like the ring of your new name
The one you'll be given tonight
But all of this is news to me
I wondered why you never called
I guess that's the way that it's meant to be
If you're gonna ride you've gotta learn to fall
But, where do I fit in the picture
Or do I really fit at all
Or have I become a fixture
On an old forgotten wall
Well, it looks like I finally made the front page
You know you always said I would
And things are well here in room 28
God I hope you're doin' good
There's a picture in my wallet that I look at sometimes
It sends chills through my bones
For long lost love or whatever you wanna call it
Whoa, but it left me all alone
Where do I fit in the picture
Or do I really fit at all
Or have I become a fixture
On an old forgotten wall
On an old forgotten wall
Where Do I Fit in the Picture was written by Clay Walker.
Where Do I Fit in the Picture was produced by James Stroud.