12 acessos
Once upon another time
Somebody's hands who felt like mine
Turned a key into good drive
Was free
I recall the sun sank low
Buckley on the radio
Cigarette was burning slow
So breathe
Just yellow lines, and tire marks
And sun kissed skin in handle bars
And where I stood, was where I was
To be
No enemies to call my own
No porchlight on to pull me home
And where I was is beautiful
Because I was free
Once upon another time
Before I knew which life was mine
Before I left the child behind me
I saw myself in summer nights
And stars lit up like candle lights
I make my wish but mostly, I believed
And yellow lines and tire marks
Sun kissed skin in handle bars
And where I stood, was where I was
To be
Once upon another time
Decided nothing good in dying
So I would just keep on driving
Because I was free