Menthol inside
I find you hiding in my bedside pocket
Come,along for the ride
Cola bottles and a sherbet rocket
No one knows
What the, future holds
If we, just hold on
Maybe, life could be sweet
A quarter of you
Would be better than this empty record
Maybe it's true
You could be as good as barley sugar
No one knows
What the, future holds
If we, just hold on
Maybe, life could be sweet
I am wishing what you're wishing for
And I am hoping what you're hoping for
I am wishing what you're wishing for
And I am hoping what you're hoping for
I am wishing what you're wishing for
And I am hoping what you're hoping for
I am wishing what you're wishing for
And I am hoping what you're hoping for
I am wishing what you're wishing for
And I am hoping what you're hoping for