Row fast, make some waves
You’re presence is what I crave
As I’m running, I begin to wave
Can’t believe you feel the same
Stay Psyched
Row fast, make some waves
You’re presence is what I crave
As I’m running, I begin to wave
Can’t believe you feel the same
A crows nest is a dark place Our palace is miles away If you start to see my face You know you’re going the wrong way – Walking through bushy trees Feeling a chilly breeze Your feet about to freeze Nothing in life is free – Seeing mountains up ahead Feeling pain in your chest…