Wrong Things Right

I’ve done all the wrong thing right
Seems from the moment we met
Now a daytime speed thru the night
Could be my only chance to get
All of those wrong things right
Then maybe we can go
Back to the beginning
But this time nice and slow

I’ve been going out of my head
I’ve been calling for nights on end
My two left feet were out of sinc
And made of lead
I’ve done all the wrong things right
My eyes were looking in
When looking out past my shallow sight
Could help red roses bloom again.

I’ve done all the wrong things right
In a world where I don’t bet
But the odds are in my favor
Your hearts still with me yet
And after that last miles flight
And these boots find your home
I’ll walk in with the right things
And the wrong things packed and gone
I’ll walk in with the right things
And the wrong things packed and gone.