And I don't blame ya dear for running like you did, all these years.|
I would do the same, you best believe.
And the highway signs say we‘re closed, but I don't read those things anymore.
I never trusted my own eyes.
When we were young oh oh, we did enough.
When it got cold, ooh ooh we bundled up.
I can‘t be told, ah ah, it can‘t be done.
So keep your head up, keep your love.
Keep your head up, my love.