Feel Good

Call me the devil, call me an angel, ha-ha

Sometimes I'm caught in two

Been riding these streets much too long

Feeling like coming home

Coming home

Coming home, ay

All summer, run, I don't know

Back in the winter, we could kick it

All summer, back in winter, we could kick it

I feel the breeze coming on, huh

I feel the breeze coming strong

Wanna share this truth (with you)

Everywhere I go, always thinking of the way back home

No matter where I go, always thinking of the way back home

Everywhere I go, always thinking of the way back home

No matter where I go, always thinking of the way back home

All summer, back in winter, we could kick it

All summer, back in winter, we could kick it

All summer, back in winter, we could kick it

All summer, back in winter, we could kick it