A Tale Of Golden Keys — Cars

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Two boxes in my hand

And I don’t know what I do

As the current changes

And you stand there, a smiling face

And the car won’t leave this place

No two dreams are the same

The streets start to make way

No picture, no name

A band-aid on my elbow

You won’t get up real soon

All these current changes

There’s nothing but smiling faces

And the car won’t leave this place (Car won’t leave this place)

No two dreams are the same (Two dreams are the same)

The streets start to make way

No picture, no name