Numbered Lyrics

Southern Drawl Band

There's a homemade cross on the side of Lake Road.
I cleared the weeds just a day ago.
That's where I lost my friend
To a head-on crash.

His football jersey, lucky number 5
Was hangin' on that chair graduation night
Where he should have been
And I want him back.

We were seventeen and bulletproof
At least that's what we'd say
You know I still feel the silence
From when they read his name.

It was a wake-up call, a warning shot.
A kick in the gut reminder that right now is all we've got.
So I'm gonna live every moment like tomorrow's gone.
'Cause all my days are numbered, and I don't know which one I'm on.

Well it hit me hard when I got the news
I drove to his house fightin' back the truth
Hopin' he was there
Workin' on his truck

'Cause we'd made our plans for that summer road trip
To hit every beach on our bucket list.
Throw some cold ones down,
Rack those memories up.

Yeah we'd talk about those college girls
And how we'd spend our lives
Never once thinkin' twice
We had anything but time.

It was a wake-up call, a warning shot.
A kick in the gut reminder that right now is all we've got.
So I'm gonna live every moment like tomorrow's gone.
'Cause all my days are numbered, and I don't know which one I'm on.

So I try to soak in every minute
Like it might be my last.
And I thank God for every grain of sand
In my hourglass.

It was a wake-up call, a warning shot.
A kick in the gut reminder that right now is all we've got.
So I'm gonna live, laugh, and love like tomorrow's gone
'Cause all our days are numbered, and I don't know which one I'm on.

No-o-o-oh
All my days are numbered.

There's a homemade cross on the side of Lake Road.
I clear the weeds every week or so.
That's where I lost my friend.

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