Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By Chicago, Going where the orange sun has never died
And your swirling
By Chicago, You are on a plane now
And on you way up
By Chicago, I just wanna be free.
(oooooooh yeah)
I just wanna be free.
(yeah
By Chicago, Oh my reasons
And my ways
Keep on changing
From day to day
As
By Chicago, Hey there everybody
Please don't romp or roam
We're a little nervous
'Cause
By Chicago, Oh my
Life has passed me by
The country I was brought
By Chicago, Driving down the concrete beams
Looking around and it now seems
Mama
By Chicago, Sing a mean tune, kid
Sock 'em in the gut
Don't you
By Chicago, Cloudy every morning
Sun don't never shine
Cloudy every morning
Sun don't ever
By Chicago, Every day just gets a little shorter, don't you think?
Take
