There never was a moment I wasn't sure I would be someone who roamed the world And when the time was ready and so was I Get out of here onto the streets Who'll make everything better, who'll make everything better
The life that I was living, the great outdoors Stars up above me everynight, as I lay down my head Who'll make everything better, who'll make everything better
Get out of bed I hear them singing all along the way You're where you want to be out on the open road again Ain't that peculiar, you're on you're own again You're on your own, on your own, I guess you always were
One day you come to realise you're getting old No one to share the lonely days, to be together Who'll make everything better, who'll make everything better
Get out of bed I hear them singing all along the way Too late to change it all, the gypsy in your blood has gone Ain't that peculiar, you're on your own again You're on your own, on your own, until the very endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
