Song | This Year |
Artist | Snowden |
Album | No One In Control |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
This year the gravel will hold | |
when I lay down tracks | |
aspirations will become actions | |
when it’s never overcast | |
if you want I will take you | |
but we have to go now | |
this year the time will pass slow | |
’cause I’m wanting you in New York | |
more than you’ll ever know | |
if you want to I will take you | |
but we have to go now | |
if there’s a will, I will pay | |
for your ticket | |
late to bed and early to rise | |
I will see everything under the city lights | |
the miscalculations and great expectations | |
I forgot to leave at home | |
so I’ll keep a quarter in my pocket | |
for when the search can’t keep me warm | |
and I will break and I’ll call you and wish | |
I’d never left home | |
I’m a sucker, I thought I had it all worked out |
This year the gravel will hold | |
when I lay down tracks | |
aspirations will become actions | |
when it' s never overcast | |
if you want I will take you | |
but we have to go now | |
this year the time will pass slow | |
' cause I' m wanting you in New York | |
more than you' ll ever know | |
if you want to I will take you | |
but we have to go now | |
if there' s a will, I will pay | |
for your ticket | |
late to bed and early to rise | |
I will see everything under the city lights | |
the miscalculations and great expectations | |
I forgot to leave at home | |
so I' ll keep a quarter in my pocket | |
for when the search can' t keep me warm | |
and I will break and I' ll call you and wish | |
I' d never left home | |
I' m a sucker, I thought I had it all worked out |
This year the gravel will hold | |
when I lay down tracks | |
aspirations will become actions | |
when it' s never overcast | |
if you want I will take you | |
but we have to go now | |
this year the time will pass slow | |
' cause I' m wanting you in New York | |
more than you' ll ever know | |
if you want to I will take you | |
but we have to go now | |
if there' s a will, I will pay | |
for your ticket | |
late to bed and early to rise | |
I will see everything under the city lights | |
the miscalculations and great expectations | |
I forgot to leave at home | |
so I' ll keep a quarter in my pocket | |
for when the search can' t keep me warm | |
and I will break and I' ll call you and wish | |
I' d never left home | |
I' m a sucker, I thought I had it all worked out |