I ‘D KNOCK ON THE DOOR TO SEE MY MOTHER AND THANK HER FOR RAISING ME RIGHT I ‘D PICK UP THE PHONE AND CALL ALL MY OLD LOVERS TELL THEM THERE’S NO NEED TO FIGHT
WHAT WOULD I DO, WHAT WOULD I DO I WOULDN’T CARE ABOUT THE CHANGE IN MY POCKET I WOULDN’T WORRY ABOUT THE BILLS THAT I OWE WHEN I CLOSE THAT DOOR, I’M NOT GONNA LOCK IT I’VE GOTTA GO, I’VE GOTTA GO
BYE BYE, BABY SO LONG TURN OUT THE LIGHTS, IT’S ALRIGHT TO BE GONE SO LONG I’M GOING AWAY THAT’S WHAT I’D DO WITH MY VERY LAST DAY
I’D CALL MY BEST FRIEND AND GIVE HIM MY BEST FILL UP THE TANK AND KEEP HEADING WEST SPEND THE EVENING CHASING THE SUN THINKING BACK ON THE RACES WE’VE RUN
I’D TAKE A WALK BY THE SAINT JOHN RIVER AND LET MY MEMORIES DRIFT DOWNSTREAM I’D TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND REMEMBER LIFE IS BUT A DREAM, LIFE IS BUT A DREAMTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
