Math the Band - January 2008 | Текст песни

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• Math the Band
• January 2008

The first time you know I thought I was dreaming, but I want to do it again. The second time I really started believing, but I want to call you my friend. Well North America's a beautiful place. Youve got the long desert roads that go and take you into outer space. North America's a beautiful place and you know I'd like to do it all again. But i dont want to go home anymore. I dont want to turn back around tomorrow, yeah that's for sure. So set a goal and then get on with the reaching. You've got to fall on your face and want to do it again. If it's a calling then get on with the preaching. You've got to be a disgrace and want to do it again. Well North America's a beautiful place. Youve got the long desert roads that go and take you into outer space. North America's a beautiful place and you know I'd like to do it all again. But I don't want to go home anymore. I don't want to turn back around tomorrow, all I want is a saxophone.

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