This time we got it all figured out This time we got it right
Grabbed my guitar, I said "goodbye!", gonna leave a town again Back on the bus, hit the road, Lord knows it will ever end Life for rambling and rolling with the band Through the bright lights of the city, through america's hard lands
Every storm got a breaking point and the restless souls gotta ride There's drama in the city and there's smoke up in the sky And those people who walk around, are boundled up inside But that ain't us man, we're rolling to the night
If I was an architect, I'd build your home so strong But I'm a troubadour baby, so I invite you to come along And I would take my heart out and wear it on my sleeve And we can stay as long as we want and we can leave when we wanna leaveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
