(clay walker)
Well it looks like you finally mad 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 gatta 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