Lyrics

Driving east to coeur de lane Across some unfamiliar place I hope my eyes are playing tricks But that old sun don't look the same Nothing's working like it should The devil found his way to my neighborhood He's sitting there in my backyard I hope that he don't stay for good The light is fading fast But this ain't gunna last Everything shall pass We've got time Baby we've got time Static on the radio I can feel the engine creak and moan This car has never felt so old Everything is changing The light is fading fast But this ain't gunna last Everything shall pass We've got time Baby we've got time Inst The light is fading fast But this ain't gunna last Everything shall pass We've got time Baby we've got time
Writer(s): John Bucchino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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