Текст песни Hitch A Ride, Boston

Day is night in New York City.
Smoke, like water, runs inside
Steel idle trees to pity
Every living thing that s died.

Chorus :-
Gonna hitch a ride,
Head for the other side;
Leave it all behind,
Never change my mind.
Gonna sail away,
Sunlight s another day;
Freedom on my mind,
Carry me away for the last time.

Ooooh yeah.

Life is like the coldest winter.
People freeze the tears I cry.
Words of hail their minds are into.
I ve got to crack this ice and fly.

Chorus

[Keyboard Solo]

[Guitar Solo]

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