It Just Seems To Useless

Good Loving Is Hard To Find, You Got Lucky Babe, When I Found You.

Somewhere, Somehow, Somebody Must Have Kicked You Around Some. Tell Me, Why You Want To Lay There, Revel In Your Abandon?

I Had The Radio On, I Was Driving. Trees Flew By, Me And Del Were Singing, Little Runaway, I Was Flying.

Gonna Wind It Up On My Guitar. Gonna Make That Silver Sing.

I Think For It To Be Hip To Be Idealistic Is Weird, You Know? I Mean, Even All The Best Rebels To Me, Had Some Sense Of Hope In Them.