Spring Offensive
52 Miles
All that I want is to make the most of this oneAll of the others will be swallowedup in its wake, up in its wakeI will bury, I will buryin a hole in my gardenI’ll put a stone to remind meof all that I’ve thrownof all that hounds meI’ll try not to worry, I’ll try not to worrybecause if anyone finds thisthey won’t know what it meant to meI’ve got what I need but it’s not what I wantWith these shifts that I workit’s the best that I’ve gotI’ll see you again when we’re both off the clockor I’ll find another girlor I’ll find another job
From Letras Mania