Texty

Seasons come and seasons go I lay my head upon the asphalt I'm so low Used to think I would never die Now I'm giving it one more try And I know what to say And I know what to do Cuz I can still see the sunshine Climbing it's way to the skyline It's so strange To come of age When you're lost Out in space And they don't even know Your sign Time's were high and life was grand Now the paint is dry The colors, they're all bland Used to think I was made of iron And my eyes were filled with fire Always riding the tide In the light of the moon But I can still see the sunshine Climbing it's way to the skyline It's so strange To come of age When you're lost Out in space And they don't even know Your sign Good times come and good times go The world's a stage and life's a show You fought and fought And lost the plot That you wrote many moons ago Life is strange But I know we'll meet again someday Cuz I can still see the sunshine Climbing it's way to the skyline It's so strange To come of age When you're lost Out in space And they don't even know Your sign
Writer(s): Jordan Lawlor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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