Текст песни Promises Made - Inkwell
I
remember
when
I
had
it
all
figured
out
Summer
days,
summer
nights
You
let
it
go
any
day,
any
price
These
highways
bring
us
home,
And
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
And
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
I
can
count
to
twenty-three,
So
sleep,
sleep
tonight.
I′m
sorry
I'm
not
home,
home
to
do
All
the
things
that
I
love
to
do.
These
highways
bring
us
home,
And
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
And
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
And
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
And
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
I
will
make
it
up
to
you
somehow.
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