Walking bones choose your own direction.
Go have fun some place else.
Bring your soul and your Beach Boys records.
I can´t stand to have you here.
So worn out, cold and dehydrated.
The fortune is spent, and dad is in space.
Every home should have a mom in love
and a daddy in space.
Chinese porcelain cats to guard her love
In the window space
Show her some respect, she´s all worn down.
For years to come I will not forget you.
As my son, as my pain.
Time will heal what now feels so wounded.
Tears are spilled, the holes will fill.
Every home should have a mom in love...Ride on towards the horizon and the great unknown,
Enjoy the ride and the getting there,
Not only the goal,
Look on to new adventures you will have upon the way,
Find your answers in your heart,
That's where they've always stayed.
Ride on,
Ride on,
Ride on,
Ride on, (you gotta ride on)
Past mistakes have haunted you and followed on you trail,
You're not alone with them,
We've all at one time failed,
You tried to med the pain you caused,
Didn't mean to hurt no one,
Now set your sights don't look back,
Ride on toward the sun.
Ride on,
Ride on, (you gotta ride on)
Ride on,
Ride on, (you gotta ride on)
Keep on going forward have a picture in your mind,
Of how you want it all to be,
And that's what you will find.
Ride on,
Ride on, (you gotta ride on)
Ride on, (don't look back)
Ride on, (you gotta ride on) (you gotta ride on)
Ride on (Don't look back)
Ride on
Ride on (ride on, ride on)
Ride on (you gotta ride on)
Don't look back