Friday night and I got that same old feeling, I'm looking down a dusty road again. Spent my life chasing glimmers In the darkness And it looks like it's costing me again.
So long my friend Until we meet again And if we don't I'll always keep a smile. For the wild nights we broke, For the song we never wrote, For all the miles of highway round the bend… So long my friend.
On the move there's Not much room for longing, Belonging is a very different thing I've roamed a lot and this old heart Keeps searching A haunted house with ghosts in every wing
So long my friend Until we meet again And if we don't I'll always keep a smile. For the wild nights we broke, For the song we never wrote, For all the miles of highway round the bend… So long my friend.
Miles of turns and endless seasons Passing me. Traveling with every hope in mind. Riding with a comforting companion And 200 yards of faith in One headlight.
In this world we are All born quite alone now And every friend is worth his weight in gold. My grandpa told me this And I'm sure lucky Cause it seems this fact is not too widely known.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
