Float Away - Georgia Fair
Written by：Jordan Wilson
So here's how it goes
I've gotta go find another one
Time has been taking its toll
And I I'm on my own
I've gotta pick up the pieces
And try not to end up alone
But I will sing for the time of a happier life
When the man asked you answered the call
And I'll sing for the time
When my words have run dry
And my pain has been left at the door
But I will float away
Back to the old days
Back to the old days
Now tread down the road
And as I peer into houses
They're peering right back from their thrones
And I I'm all alone
I've gotta pick up the pieces and
Try not to end up on my own
But I will sing for the time of a happier life
When the man asked you answered the call
And I'll sing for the time
When my words have run dry
And my pain has been left at the door
But I will float away
Back to the old days
Back to the old days
Back to the old days
Back to the old days
But I will sing for the time of a happier life
When the man asked you answered the call
And I'll sing for the time
When my words have run dry
And my pain has been left at the door
But I will float away
Back to the old days
Back to the old days
Back to the old days
Back to the old days
But I will float away
Back to the old days
