America

Think I'll write a different song
Got a feeling it might take a long time
Singin' it over again, I can't recall just how it used to be
Voices across the sea
Mm, mm, mm.
Will she come to me, to keep me company
Won't know till the sun comes up again
Gotta take the good with the bad
Sometimes I wish I never had my say
Always goes that way, or is it just the way I feel today?