, you boy). cause we started out as friends. and i thought that'd never end. even when we turned into more. and we moved into the fastlane (fastlane). or we just collided in the fastlane (fastlane
. We were living life (Living life). We were living life in the fastlane. We were living life. We were living life (Living life). We were living life in the fastlane.
. We were living life (Living life). We were living life in the fastlane. We were living life. We were living life (Living life). We were living life in the fastlane.
forgot the past. And now I'm slippin' fast, oh, back down memory lane. I feel the happiness, I feel the pain. Here am I, back down memory lane I'm in the sunshine, I'm in the rain. Thought it was over
chose to paint in black / Embittered times. Million miles / Restrained for better luck. Now bury the pain in this getaway lane. A pressure residing in my nerves / Pushed too fast in the curves. I'm numb
Walking in the rain. Picking up on the reasons. That we had Piccadilly Lane. London town. And the cobblestones are all black But Ive been here before. And I never could knock on your door. No
