Testo Friends

Always killing time
Dinner, drugs, and wine
We were getting high
And then we were moving on

Working 'round the sun
We can make it up
Strumming country songs When you feel that love is gone

Dance around anything
Cinnamon sentiment
Simple as anything
When you're finding your way home

We could rob the moon
Hang it in a room
Come and watch it bloom
From the parking lot of love

Dance around anything
Cinnamon sentiment
Simple as anything When you're finding your way home

Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you
Holding on to you