Roses

I'd love to travel free and see the old roads that i’ve known

Like 69, when i was just nineteen

Don't need a great revival, lord knows i've been through it all

I just want to provide myself that good old feeling

Don’t know when I let go

I can't stay here

I can't stay here

I can't stay here for a life like this

My generation gave us plastic wallets tied to gold

They'll sit in my back pocket til i die

I try to keep the ship afloat, but it was built with holes

And every day i dream of a new life

Cus this never felt right

I can't stay here

I can't stay here

I can't stay here for a life like this

I can’t stay here for a life like this

I’ll buy an old conversion, drive it down the great west coast

Who knows how far she'll make it in this world

Don’t need a great revival, lord knows i've lived through it all

I just want to provide myself that good old feeling

Don't know when I let go