Thursday 13 September 2012
We Ride
We Ride
Streets they seem so empty, streets they’re paved with gold
I’m wondering endlessly am I bought or sold
Streets they seemed so clean, streets they’re paved with gold
I’m wondering endlessly is this the right rode, I’m on
I can ride here endlessly on down the line
Searching for new horizons in this time
And we ride like cowboys+2
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