Steve Sloane - Wishful Singing

There's no reason I can't be alright
All my life was fog upon the lake
Nothing but the wind upon my face
Hell down in my heart
Like an orphaned grocery cart
A toilet in the streets
A kleenex in the weeds
There's no reason I can't be alright

Written by:
Steve Sloane

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