Cheer up baby
Gloom, and I’m looking at the words
The day is breaking into the emptiness of winter
Blue wind flying by the sound of morning
It’s time to pack the bag
Take you
And drift to a serenade land
To the prospect of gold
We shall go
By the distance of the beat
We’ll hit the road
And never come back
Just like Jack
No more
Now baby
Pick up your things
Take me
And lets drift
To the prospect of gold
Come on let go
Voices in my head
Telling nothing
But inside my heart
It feels like miracle
The wish of traveling
With you
Makes it right,
Dignify
It’s time to pack the bag
It’s time to dance the sand
it’s time baby
To drift to serenade land
Cheer up baby
How tempting! believe me, if I didn’t have lesson today I’d do it! Take the bags and just disappear…
THX for cheering me up baby! You are the best in my life!