Tell me a story of love and glory, I can feel something real Sometimes at sundown I go across town, Every place I see your face Sooner or later in the morning, sooner or later without a warning Sooner or later you know someday you’ll find the right thing for you You’ll find the right thing for you I keep finding books for biding to help the time go Big wheels spinning, someone’s winning and I need you so Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh, Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh When my mind just runs free, thoughts of the country Take me far from the way things are Selling and buying without really trying, The man in the store keeps asking for more Chorus by: José Duarte [email protected]