Salute (The Show) Songtext

Wes Parker

von Splinter

Salute (The Show) Songtext
March on into New Market Heights
Clutching navy fabric tight
And by the time they do the math
My battered shoes have lost the path

Voices whisper long ago
Tell me who runs the show

Baked in summer's languid sprawl
Please tell my family I loved them all
And weave your dreams into a nest
’Cause everybody knows the rest

Voices on the radio
Tell me who runs the show
The show, the show, the show

You and me were long ago
But you're still running

The show, little girl
I've lost control all again
Now you know you are my whole world
If we can’t be yours, can we pretend?
Mm, we pretend