Lyrics

Bring the sun above my head And everything looks fine And I don't care if you don't care And if the six is nine Lost my grip and lost my sound But everything is cool The road, the wind, the ground, the sea I'm everybody's fool This is your chance, now solve it This is your chance, now solve it This is your chance, now solve it This is the place, we love it Bring the sun above my head, and let me do my thing I got the golden ticket, babe, I'm carving with the wind Lost my grip and lost my sound, I live in no man's land But I got my mojo working fine, I kickflip in the sand This is your chance, now solve it This is your chance, now solve it This is the place to solve it This is the place, we love it Yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Lampros Gerolymatos, Ioannis Sotiropoulos, Adamantios Gaitanidis, Georgios Tsirtsis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out