Words, they get put on hold
Waiting in line for the perfect time
To not feel oh so old
Sooner or later, babe, I'll be fine
I'll be gold
When all the smoke is gone
I no longer will feel, oh so warm
I just need a place to stay
I need to go back to that perfect state
By the lake
By the lake
By the lake
By the lake
By the lake
By the lake
By the lake
By the lake
