but no answer and no letter came
it's a lovely mess of getting shared
we should ride toward the sunset
'til the road we drive on meets the sky
and the ash you flick from your fingertips will flash
and their stupid ways from the highest run
please don't look back to the very start
they don't know what they'll lose
we should ride toward the sunset
'til the road we drive on meets the sky
and the ash you flick from your fingertips will flash
i won't trouble you at all
we should ride toward the sunset
'til the road we drive on meets the sky
and the ash you flick from your fingertips will flash