Nicolle Galyon - five year plan lyrics
[Nicolle Galyon - five year plan lyrics]
We wrote a song
Together? (Yeah)
What's it called? (Is it called "Period"?)
No, it's called "five year plan."
Wanna hear it?
Is there words? (Yeah, there's words)
Mom and Daddy crying'
Maxima flyin'
I70 Eastbound
Day one of me tryin'
To make it in my twenties
Put piano in the country
Make my own name and some money in a hurry
Told everybody wasn't gettin' married
'til I'm thirty
Then you had to throw a wrench
And a little picket fence
Into all the boxes I was checkin'
And goals that I was settin'
Now all of a sudden
I got a ring on my finger
Think bein' a singer just got knocked
Of the top of my list
'Cause, baby
Love don't fit in a five-year plan
Right around a decade
Start to make a little headway
Champagne on the porch swing
Limousine in the driveway
'bout to crack the glass ceilin'
This small-town girl's feelin'
Pretty independent, got a couple hit's
And I'm thirty seconds in to
My fifteen minutes when
You had to throw a wrench
And a little picket fence
Into all the boxes I was checkin'
And goals that I was settin'
Now all of a sudden, I got a boy named Ford
And winnin' awards ain't anywhere near
The top of my list
A couple kids don't fit in a five-year plan
In a five-year plan
I was so on a mission, tunnel vision
When the plot started twistin'
First kiss and if that girl only knew
How close she came from missin'
You
You
And all of a sudden
We're on a bus at a show
And somebody says somethin' and the
Next thing you know
That guitar is in your hand
And this song is so much better than
My five-year plan
Together? (Yeah)
What's it called? (Is it called "Period"?)
No, it's called "five year plan."
Wanna hear it?
Is there words? (Yeah, there's words)
Mom and Daddy crying'
Maxima flyin'
I70 Eastbound
Day one of me tryin'
To make it in my twenties
Put piano in the country
Make my own name and some money in a hurry
Told everybody wasn't gettin' married
'til I'm thirty
Then you had to throw a wrench
And a little picket fence
Into all the boxes I was checkin'
And goals that I was settin'
Now all of a sudden
I got a ring on my finger
Think bein' a singer just got knocked
Of the top of my list
'Cause, baby
Love don't fit in a five-year plan
Right around a decade
Start to make a little headway
Champagne on the porch swing
Limousine in the driveway
'bout to crack the glass ceilin'
This small-town girl's feelin'
Pretty independent, got a couple hit's
And I'm thirty seconds in to
My fifteen minutes when
You had to throw a wrench
And a little picket fence
Into all the boxes I was checkin'
And goals that I was settin'
Now all of a sudden, I got a boy named Ford
And winnin' awards ain't anywhere near
The top of my list
A couple kids don't fit in a five-year plan
In a five-year plan
I was so on a mission, tunnel vision
When the plot started twistin'
First kiss and if that girl only knew
How close she came from missin'
You
You
And all of a sudden
We're on a bus at a show
And somebody says somethin' and the
Next thing you know
That guitar is in your hand
And this song is so much better than
My five-year plan