The Launching Pad

You had interest in me, I never had
You believed in me, said I wasn’t half bad
But I drove, you away, yeah that made me sad

To lose your love,
Cause I was on the launch’n pad
Cause I was on the launch’n pad

I had a few dollars, I leased my soul
I wondered off, to places unknown
I thrived, in jealousy, completely outta control

To lose your love,
For ever I must pay for the seeds I sown
For ever I must pay for the seeds I sown

I’m still standing, on the launching pad
Going over all the good times, that we had
I guess, it was me, all along, that made you mad

To lose your love,
Cause I was on the launch’n pad
While I was on the launch’n pad
Cause I was on the launch’n pad
While I was on the launch’n pad

© Words & Music 1998 Gene Gamble/Two-G’s Music