Sunday Drive

Going... going... gone

I've been floating, for a really long time now
High in the air, never to be tied down
While I coast amongst the atmosphere
I see now this is my home and that is clear
Steady rising and rising
Evening sky shining, as I stare at the horizon
It's Colorful like diamonds, the energy is blinding
As I'm realizing the situation I'm in
It's lovely & I got no destination
Don't know where I'm headed, but this view is so spacious
On a cloud is where I lay
Eyes wide shut, I'll be on my way

I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be on my way

Going, Going, Gone



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Banks, Troy Watts
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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