We were never ones to sit in place. But when we travel all our roads are bent. The straight and narrow’s never known our names. Gettin’ lost is how we find our way. Well gettin’ lost is how we find our way. Yeah gettin’ lost is how we find our way.
All of them summers, we keep them in our bones, our blood, our heartbeats. While all of the winters, have hardened our skins and sharpened our outlooks. Yeah all of them summers, we keep them in our bones, our blood, our heartbeats. While all of the winters have hardened our skins, and sharpened our outlooks again.
You say we’re all lost souls, so we’re never alone. Say we’re all lost souls, so we’re never alone. You say we’re all lost souls, so we’re never alone. Say we’re all lost souls, so we’re never alone.