by mike follow the road, talking in code, Im glued to a phone I always think that itll change and laundry days, cleaning up life cleaning out change airing out pain wake up where the palm trees touch salty waves oh the breeze on my face i said goodbye to my devils some way some way I // i always think that itll change its better this way wake up on a new sunny day clouds in the sky, it doesnt matter babe ohhh think that itll change its better this way