Songtexte
You
can
count
on
your
emotions
You're
confused
if
it's
really
you
You're
tired
of
uptown
commotion
What
to
do?
They
keep
raising
for
you
Better
days
on
the
way,
step
out
of
line
Take
a
boat,
let
them
fly,
a
private
note
Better
days
on
the
way,
step
out
of
time
Take
it
slow,
get
yourself
into
front
row
You
keep
running
for
answers
you
don't
need
For
questions
that
do
not
have
to
be
asked
You
always
arrive
right
back
at
the
start
And
all
you
know
now
is
you
know
nothing
at
all
Better
days
on
the
way,
step
out
of
line
Hold
still,
forget
about
your
sorrows
Take
a
boat,
let
them
fly,
a
private
note
Take
a
break,
listen
to
no
sound
Better
days
on
the
way,
step
out
of
time
Hold
still,
forget
about
tomorrow
Take
it
slow,
get
yourself
into
front
row
Let
go
of
what's
inside
your
mind
Hold
still,
forget
about
your
sorrows
Take
a
break,
listen
to
no
sound
Hold
still,
forget
about
tomorrow
Let
go
of
what's
inside
your
mind
Better
days
on
the
way,
step
out
of
line
Hold
still,
forget
about
your
sorrows
Take
a
boat,
let
them
fly,
a
private
note
Take
a
break,
listen
to
no
sound
Better
days
on
the
way,
step
out
of
time
Hold
still,
forget
about
tomorrow
Take
it
slow,
get
yourself
into
front
row
Let
go
of
what's
inside
your
mind
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