Time to move on, time to get going. What lies ahead I have no way of knowing. But under my feet, baby, grass is growing.
There was rock and roll across the dial, when I think of her it makes me smile.
Gonna wind it up on my guitar. Gonna make that silver sing.
I've never had any idea that what I like would resonate with the audience, and I'm pleasantly surprised when it does.
I got my own way of praying.
I'm tired of screwing up. I'm tired of being down. I'm tired of myself. I'm tired of bein' down.