All the Time You Got - French Films

They we’re praying for a judgement day

I was waiting for another way

But the footsteps, they’re so easy to spot

In the sand there

And you walked by

Found yourself on the big league road

And around you the heavy cigar smoke

Became alive and whispered in your ear

Take n' take down

And you’ll do fine

But all the time you got

Will it be enough to

Find a bed of clouds

On a sunny day and

Float around the land

Like you’re eight again

Head high with open eyes

And they locked up the restless riot

For crossing the sacred line

Oh the terror in those dancing shoes

Make’em sick of fear

They might like it too

Made you wonder for a second there

If you wanted to be someone else

But the weight you pull down on your folk

Will surely

Crush your doubts too

But all the time you got

Will it be enough to

Find a bed of clouds

On a sunny day and

Float around the land

Like you’re eight again

Head high with open eyes

And all the time you got

Will it be enough to

Find a bed of clouds

On a sunny day and

Float around the land

Like you’re eight again

Head high with open eyes