Testo Slowdance

Rolling hills will
Adapt gently to my fatigue
The path is exactly the distance
I'll neglect
So burn my feet, motions my ease
I need them only as far
As they'll carry me
Do you believe in something good, oho
Do you believe I could do something good
Good for you

I used to think that confessing out can save defeat
But I just map based in the doubts that you cast on me
So burn my feet, motions my ease
I need them only as far
As they'll carry me

Do you believe in something good, oho
Do you believe I could do something good
Good for you
I'll be good to you, good
I'll be good to you, good I'll be good, good
Good to you
I'll be good
Do you believe in something good, oho
Do you believe I could do something good
Good for you