Roll On

HANDSOME FACE, AN ELECTRIC SOUL

HE SHINES DO BRIGHT HE MAKES THE SUN LOOK DULL OLD SOUL, HE WAITS HIS TURN

THE WAY HE MOVES MAKE MY HEAD BURN

ROLL ON, ROLL ON.

JUPITER IN HIS BLOOD

THERE’S A BEAT IN THOSE BONES THE STARS COME DOWN TO SAY “MY HOW YOU’VE GROWN”.

CALLOUSED HANDS, HE HOLDS HIS HEART IN THE RIGHT I SAY I WISH I MAY AND I WISH I MIGHT

I WISH I MAY AND I WISH I MIGHT.

ROLL ON, ROLL ON.

BLACK COFFEE AND CIGARETTE SMOKE