This Time We Got It Right - Tim Timebomb

Grabbed my guitar, I said «goodbye!», gonna leave a town again

Back on the bus, hit the road, Lord knows it will ever end

Life for rambling and rolling with the band

Through the bright lights of the city, through america’s hard lands

Every storm got a breaking point and the restless souls gotta ride

There’s drama in the city and there’s smoke up in the sky

And those people who walk around, are boundled up inside

But that ain’t us man, we’re rolling to the night

If I was an architect, I’d build your home so strong

But I’m a troubadour baby, so I invite you to come along

And I would take my heart out and wear it on my sleeve

And we can stay as long as we want and we can leave when we wanna leave