Verse 1 When the world is on your shoulders And the sun don't wanna shine...
This tender body Just wouldn't have a clue What it could be in for So...
[noreaga], {capone} Son i zone, my gun is never on safety I copped the new...
There'll be a hot time In the town of berlin When the yanks go marchin'...
of my life all of my life i've been searching for a love like ours...
On a mantle made of oakwood There's a photograph from...
What i'd give to be you for an hour or...
I'd like to hike the appalachian I've tossed it around...
I still dont know what i was waiting for And...
She slees with the windows open Yet she's still locked...
As the lights go down The drumming clown Whistled a...
A young man sits by the riversied Watching the sunset...
Lover, there will be another one Who'll hover over you...
On a mantle made of oakwood There's a photograph from...
This song was mostly written on a train ride Down...