Seven Mary Three People Like New
Yeah the roads are right tonite they are twisting My mouth is dry - like cool air inside And maybe I worry do things in a hurry and follow the dust of people like new There’s people like me and there’s people like you Yeah the roads are right tonite they are turning I know that deep inside the pines an answer is lurking And maybe I worry do things in a hurry and follow the dust of people like new There’s people like me and there’s people like new
