The open road isn't fair, it was late May
I never saw it, no
Stretching over this sky
I could never be here, but
I guess that
It gets better, it gets better
Take time to make time
Slow fades, soft lines
Retracing your mind
See it again when you let
me whine
You left something behind
That I tried to find
You left something behind
But I, I never saw it, no
Stretching over this sky
I could never be here, but
It gets better, don't you, ah
It gets better, it gets better
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
And get it off, get found again.
Let it get better and get down again.
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