I got seventeen more Of this years days Then another one down I hope you got yourself a glass to raise
Well times are a-changing fast As far as I can tell My cheeks on the floor Lord, I hope somebody rings the bell
Well, come next year I'm a find me a paper and a pen Gonna write down things That I'm likely never to begin
But I can't lose my edge I'm afraid that'd be the final blow So I take it in stride I think its time I get on up and go
Am I the only one Am I thе only one Am I the only one This way
Wеll, come next year When it comes back around to close I imagine I'll be talking about How fast it always seems to go
I'll turn days into weeks Into years, into decades done And when I look back I hope I say it's been a hell of a runTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
