Letras:
Austin Gibbs Charlie

to protect me Until we're both a couple of goners, that's the way it's gonna be Brother, don't let anyone tell you what to do Hey Charlie, well this

I don't know if things are getting clearer They're got wipers cleaning toothpaste off the mirrors I left me cell phone back at home baby Look me in the

We took a trip up to wolf mountain And the wishes that we had were pennies from a fountain And flowers that were pink turning white We talked to trees