Do you remember
When time wasn?t an issue at all
It was
Commodore, commodore, commodore
Well, save yourself, the cellars cold but dry
Co
I hope you find what you're lookin for when it
The TV?s blaring, the radio is turned up loud
Maybe then
I heard about, I heard about your daddy got sick
Drove
All the leaves turn green in the summer
All the roses
Apologies never sounded insincere than when calling up a mother
Her
I dream of dusty roads
Paved with gold that lead me
Come on love, come on drugs
I need the help, pick
So you say you want a love song
One to move
Well I broke, I wrote a song
About our love and
I will miss the sunshine.
I will miss the moon.
I
Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink
Let 'em
I guess that’s it, giving up, giving in
I seem to
Our seperation seems forever; I’ll do it if it’s what
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