On this unknown road
We're counting the miles
In addition to everything we've lost
Empty shows and parking lots
That's all we'll ever know
I'll keep on rocking as long as music will be ringing in my head
Hard work and perseverance are the only keys
Nothing is ever changing
It's all the same but still we're down to play your game
Been there a million times before
Trying to break the seal
Been waiting all night long
For a single call,
The phone is not ringing, not counting on anyone
We'll get there on our own, like we do all the time
Singing you the songs created in our minds
Strumming chords and writing rimes
Composition is part of our lives
Broken strings and twisted thoughts
That's all we'll ever know.
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On this unknown road
We're counting the miles
In addition to everything we've lost
Empty shows and parking lots
That's all we'll ever know
I'll keep on rocking as long as music will be ringing in my head
Hard work and perseverance are the only keys
Nothing is ever changing
It's all the same but still we're down to play your game
Been there a million times before
Trying to break the seal
Been waiting all night long
For a single call,
The phone is not ringing, not counting on anyone
We'll get there on our own, like we do all the time
Singing you the songs created in our minds
Strumming chords and writing rimes
Composition is part of our lives
Broken strings and twisted thoughts
That's all we'll ever know.
We're counting the miles
In addition to everything we've lost
Empty shows and parking lots
That's all we'll ever know
I'll keep on rocking as long as music will be ringing in my head
Hard work and perseverance are the only keys
Nothing is ever changing
It's all the same but still we're down to play your game
Been there a million times before
Trying to break the seal
Been waiting all night long
For a single call,
The phone is not ringing, not counting on anyone
We'll get there on our own, like we do all the time
Singing you the songs created in our minds
Strumming chords and writing rimes
Composition is part of our lives
Broken strings and twisted thoughts
That's all we'll ever know.
Writer: Bruno Longpre, Sebastien Filiatrault
Copyright: Lyrics © Évangeline/APEM
Copyright: Lyrics © Évangeline/APEM