Unsure, lady
If there's room for you and I
You're pouring your concrete
And it's taking time for it to dry
Your voice is restful
Whoa, like a lullaby
But here in the city
I'm likely to forget
To toss it to the wind
We could be the kings
'Til they cut us down
We could live the dream
Until we come around
And I see the edge of a thousand miles
You're pouring your concrete
Don't think you'll see my face again
I found a way I think you'll like
I believed I was polished
Rough around the edges
And dancing in your heart, whoa
We could be the kings
'Til they cut us down
We could live the dream
Until we come around
I found a way I think you'll like
I believed I was polished
Rough around the edges
And dancing in your heart
Oh, yeah.
We could be the kings
'Til they cut us down
We could live the dream
Until we come around
I found a way I think you'll like
I believed I was polished
Rough around the edges
And dancing in your heart
Oh, yeah.
A little rough around the edges
Polished
A little rough around the edges
