Faded Jeans Fading Dreams

Found your number in my jeans.
Washed out were the numbers.
Found your memory in my dreams.
Guess it’s time to find another.

Life it surely ain’t what it seems–
Here today, gone tomorrow.
Some live it like a dream.
Some live it full of sorrow.

Spend some days full of tears,
Just can’t wait for tomorrow.
Facing all our biggest fears,
Can’t be wishin’ it was over.
Got too many smiles to make,
Too many hearts to break,
Way too many songs to play,
So I know I must stay.