Keep a trumpet in my top drawer cause it’s a hot world when your heart is on the floor
Keep on sailing for that far shore cause it’s a tough world when you’re fighting your own war
There are many places with their locked doors but it’s that sweet sound picks my heart up off the floor so we
Keep on marching through the door ok ok just let it go
Take the only road you know the one that calls you from inside in my hands I hold the past lead me closer to the lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
