Gone, Play On
This never ending song is scratchingScratching my brainLike a vinyl in desireThis never ending thoughtIs coming and is goneIt's travelling on a plane on my way
And in a highway tooAs if I speak for youAnd I say that you did those thingsI did in the past it's true
And in a highway tooIn a truck I doKeep your stuff in my pocketJust like I did with the days we flew
This never ending songIs coming and is goneIt's travelling on a plane on my way
This never ending songIs coming and is goneIt's travelling on a plane on my way
Gone, play onGone, play onOh gone, play onGone, play on
Gone, play onGone, play onOh gone, play onGone, play on