The day seems longer When your head is hanging down And you are taking to the back streets Looking for something lost Finding something found [Chorus] How long does it take this feeling to show When will this mood I know let go Blue River liquor shine starting to grow Theyre just little people Justice seems so round Too many backstreets Without a lost and found Let go of that stranger Hes just hanging around [Chorus]
hanging, backstreets, seems, found, liquor