Making Lemonade Songtext
von Toby Mobbs

Wake up, what′s in front of you?
Relax, the change is overdue
Shake up, the path and the pace
Sit back, this might be my place


Hold on, to the placid in the rough
Back to, what was once enough
Breathe long, the turning of the page
And view, the true and the staged

So I make lemonade
'Til the fight don′t feel the same
Watching seasons change
'Til the fire, 'til the fire don′t feel the same

So I make lemonade
′Til the fight don't feel the same
Watching seasons change
′Til the fire, 'til the fire don′t feel the same