you take the wheel, i don't know how long i've been driving have another drink, another cigarette, to settle you down only twenty-four hours to go, if we stay on 'till morning so keep your eyes on the road breathe deep but don't make a sound
from what i recall, this was the time of our lives then even thirty-six hours awake couldn't settle us down believe what you want i never said i wasn't ready so keep your hands on the wheel look back but don't turn around
i live alone in a beautiful home there's only so much to see but you still look amazing to me fever pitch is coming the crowds are stampeding nobody's making a sound when the world still looks amazing on the way down
the faster we went, the days only seemed to get longer even red and white lights in the rearview weren't slowing us down the seatbelts, the airbags, the rollbars all waiting and ready but i didn't know you could crash just by staring at the ground
i live alone in a beautiful home there's only so much to see but you still look amazing on TV fever pitch is coming the crowds are stampeding nobody's making a sound when the world still looks amazing on the way down
so just tell me the truth: should i do what i'm told? did we get there on time? should i have the car towed? am i just growing up or am i growing old? am i growing old? am i growing old?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
