Still the same old neighborhood like many years ago. Houses sit in white picket frames like Rockwells in a row. I've always been a rebel son but daddy didn't mind. He wanted me to chase my dreams t
I've got our love to remember. that will never change. I have you in my head. and no, I'll never hold you. and I'm still asking why. I guess that this is goodbye my dreams suddenly seem so empty.
Rosanna's daddy had a car she loved to drive. Stole the keys one night and took me for a ride. Turned up the music just as loud as it could go. Blew out the speakers in her daddy's radio She was sh