Rides in, Rolls Out

There's no time to talk
are you ever gonna see that I'm trying
I could go and walk sure I'll never stop
but I'm loving
Don't you take your hair on my shoulder
I know that lately I wasn't your friend
maybe if we were much older we can hang on to
what we got left
Rides in, Rolls out
These words come out
but hang on, my friend
Cause when your ships runs into sand
I'll be there, first hand.
...
Like a hand in glove how we used to people's clothes
Without trying
You're not all you're old
And I am not a ghost
We've been hiding
Now let me take the weight of your shoulders
I know that lately I wasn't around
Maybe if we were much older
We could start over right where we left
Rides in, rolls out, these words, come out
But hang on, my friend
Cause when your ship runs into sand
I'll be there, first hand

It rides in, it rolls out
It rides in, it rolls out



Credits
Writer(s): Frans Van Zoest, Kit Verdijk, Janneke Nijhuijs, Maurizio Mau Pinna
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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