Something Worth Leaving Behind (album cut) Songtext
von Lee Ann Womack
Something Worth Leaving Behind (album cut) Songtext
Hey, Mona Lisa, who was Leonardo?
Was he Andy Warhol? Were you Marilyn Monroe?
Hey, Mozart, what kind of name is Amadeus?
It′s kind of like Elvis, you've gotta die to be famous
I may not go down in history
I just want someone to remember me
I′ll probably never hold a brush that paints a masterpiece
I'll probably never find a pen that writes a symphony
But if I will love, then I will find that I have touched another life
And that's something, something worth leaving behind
Hey, Midas, they say you had the magic touch
But even all that shiny stuff someday is gonna turn to dust
Hey, Jesus, it must have been some Sunday morning
In a blaze of glory, we′re still telling your story
I may not go down in history
I just want someone to remember me
I′ll probably never dream a dream and watch it turn to gold
I know I'll never lose my life to save another′s soul
But if I will love, then I will find that I have touched another life
And that's something, something worth leaving behind
Hey, baby, see the future that we′re building?
Our love lives on in the lives of our children
And that's something, something worth leaving behind
I′ll probably never dream a dream and watch it turn to gold
I know I'll never lose my life to save another's soul
But if I will love, then I will find that I have touched another life
And that′s something, something worth leaving behind
Something worth leaving behind
Something worth leaving behind
Behind
Mm, yeah
Something worth leaving behind
Was he Andy Warhol? Were you Marilyn Monroe?
Hey, Mozart, what kind of name is Amadeus?
It′s kind of like Elvis, you've gotta die to be famous
I may not go down in history
I just want someone to remember me
I′ll probably never hold a brush that paints a masterpiece
I'll probably never find a pen that writes a symphony
But if I will love, then I will find that I have touched another life
And that's something, something worth leaving behind
Hey, Midas, they say you had the magic touch
But even all that shiny stuff someday is gonna turn to dust
Hey, Jesus, it must have been some Sunday morning
In a blaze of glory, we′re still telling your story
I may not go down in history
I just want someone to remember me
I′ll probably never dream a dream and watch it turn to gold
I know I'll never lose my life to save another′s soul
But if I will love, then I will find that I have touched another life
And that's something, something worth leaving behind
Hey, baby, see the future that we′re building?
Our love lives on in the lives of our children
And that's something, something worth leaving behind
I′ll probably never dream a dream and watch it turn to gold
I know I'll never lose my life to save another's soul
But if I will love, then I will find that I have touched another life
And that′s something, something worth leaving behind
Something worth leaving behind
Something worth leaving behind
Behind
Mm, yeah
Something worth leaving behind
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