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