Golden Ticket - Stripped Down Songtext
von Calundé

Loving
Still forgotten
But yet we′re running
I remember the frustrating hours
Years went by and still regardless
We're holding tight
But they move us apart
See how hard
A lesson won′t learn itself
Chance is unwritten
Luck is pre-scripted
And truth can't speak itself


Good morning
A golden ticket's waiting on you
Good morning
Your luck′s gonna chase you
This time, pretty sure

I wonder if I get to see what it′s like to be a rebel
I'll make the changes, no one′s a stranger
Even if they told you so

Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning

Good morning
A golden ticket's waiting on you