Roll the Stars
It's snowing in the desert
In my car I've got cold coffee
It's half hotel, half restaurant
It's the only joint in town and I'm hungry
The waitress in this diner
I can hardly remember her
I'm just searching for a friend
One that won't ask any question
And I roll the stars each night
And I roll the stars
And I roll the stars each night
And I roll the stars
Everything makes sense
After work, after dark
It's a graceful silence
I'm just sad I can't stay
And I roll the stars each night
And I roll the stars
And I roll the stars each night
And I roll the stars
Writer/s: Jorane / Simon Wilcox
