5.

I Begin To See Design

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

The days are gettin' longer till the whistle blows at 5:00
My hands begin to feel like they're not mine
If I had no other reason I'd be dis-satisfied
For my darling I can't ride this line

From the road I hear the music of the honky tonkin' crowd
I recall the life I used to lead
But I never miss the nightlife now that I'm a different man
And the love of my sweet wife is all I need

And there's no more lonely streets reeling away feeling them
And I don't see oblivion out in that no man's realm

Oh the nights are now much sweeter as they curl around my feet
And my life again seems like it's mine
And I feel the season's changin' as the north wind starts to climb
And I think that I begin to see design
Yes I think that I begin to see design

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