So drag your name all over the floor
Clean the rooms and closets all over again
And you should wait for what is in store
Jealous stories are told does the truth meet the ends

How much would it be
The truth again waits for me

Blue summer

Then set the pace for a brand new life
Could be Pairs, could be Rome or Detroit in the spot light
It’s not the place but the things you drag in so look around does the truth meet the ends

How much would it be
The truth again waits for me