Covered Wagons

	Say I won't forget something that no one knows,
	diffuse the day again.
	Say that I'll be fine, I'll step on no one's toes
	but every now and then.
	The ribbons cut with rusty blades:
	just a minor imperfection.
	And what should be a golden age
	starts to waver on its axis
	Crash, burn, don't fade away.
	Those days are gone
	we said so long.
	Covered wagons carry on.
	You'll never see a cloudy days,
	crash, burn, don't fade away.
	Say that I don't need you when I couldn't resist,
	I'm underneath your spell.
	Reaching for a place where you and I can exist
	but only time will tell.
	Far across the fertile plains
	there's a golden age a brewin'.
	Conestoga wagon train
	prone to recklessness and ruin.
	Crash, burn, don't fade away.
	Those days are gone
	we said so long.
	Covered wagons carry on.
	Trojan horse; instant replay.
	Crash, burn, don't fade away.
	Those days are gone
	we said so long.
	The check is in the mail, right on.
	You'll never see a cloudy day.
	Crash, burn, don't fade away.