Even though we can't turn back again, my eyes they remain closed I'll take one more for the road My heart it must be real, I'm told
Plastic boots, some shiny loot, a BandAid on your nose I think perhaps my memory's false But my mind it must be real, I'm told Real I'm told
Scratched up cars at rural bars, may I take one of those to go? Perhaps I am just cold, but if it stops us getting old All jokes aside I found my home So our love it must be real, I'm toldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
