Tekst Utworu

Hiding out in Spain Curling in a shell Everyday the same Waking to the church bells With an easy smile And a big ol' mouth Drift for a while Down south Things don't always work out Things don't always work out Things don't always work out Head into the hills Sleeping on my chest For the nighttime chill Go on take my vest Thinking about my girl And a small goodbye On top of the world You look into the sky Things don't always work out Things don't always work out Things don't always work out Take a train to November To the great cold Northeast Sail through December Yeah kill the beast I got New York City Looking oh so pretty It's a real sweet life Walking on my street Like I always do Feeling my heart beat Strong and true You're walking on your street Like you always do Feeling your heart beat Just for you Things don't always work out Things don't always work out Things don't always work out
Writer(s): Greg Tannen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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