Lyrics

I was under the arc of a jet plane car When trying to get a message to you I was making great time over the grapevine Wrestling the shackles of youth Don't make up apologies Found some trouble when there wasn't any I had the time of my life I never want it to end I wish that i could go back to the very beginning And do it all over again Here's looking at you, k-k-k-k-k-k-kid Here's looking at you, kid There is magic in unread American complex What I do, I would do it for free You're painfully earnest, and thanks for your service You really made something of me Don't make up apologies Found some trouble when there wasn't any I had the time of my life I never want it to end I wish that i could go back to the very beginning And do it all over again Here's looking at you, k-k-k-k-k-k-kid Here's looking at you, kid Pills to fill holes with Machines to make snow with We even put a car on the moon Sunlight in boxes And all this has got us Forgetting that we're leaving soon I had the time of my life I never thought it would end I wish that i could go back to the very beginning And do it all over again Here's looking at you, k-k-k-k-k-k-kid Here's looking at you, kid
Writer(s): Daniel Dodd Wilson, Brett Dennen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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