Let The Good Times Roll
Some kind of dream
You’re unkind words
Do you ever just
Walk away
And head for the door
Buried inside
Sinking like stone
Forget who I am
Drifting away
How quickly it unfolds
How far we fall
Does it ever just
Work out all right
Let you believe
Buried inside
Sinking like stone
Forget who I am
Drifting away
Writer/s: Fleecie Moore / Sam Theard
