Driving down an endless road Taking friends or moving alone Pleasure at the fairground on the way
It's always friends that feel so good Let's make amends like all good men should. Pleasure at the fairground on the way
Walk atound, be free and roam There's always someone leaving alone. Pleasure at the fairground on the way
And I love the thought of coming home to you, even if I know we can't make it. I love the thought of giving hope to you, just a little ray light shining through
Love can bend and breathe alone, until the end it finds you a home Don't care what the people may sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.