The west, the warm, the sunny south
I see it's full of ancients
For call the space between the crave
That sound of road to me tooThere's someone here who laughs too hard at everything
There's someone here who laughs too hard at everything
You say isn't it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn't it hard?
Paddling out, paddling outFor out to London, maintain crowd around here for the weekend
We hide to take us close beforeThe sun is gone completely
I used to lie thinking clouds aside here and which was dust
I lie as I throw myself out in the shower cold and thinThere's someone here who laughs too hard at everything
There's someone here who laughs too hard at everything
You say isn't it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn't it hard?
Paddling out, paddling outYou say isn't it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn't it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out
Songwriters
KARLSSON, CHRISTIAN / WINNBERG, PONTUS JOHAN / BLAKEMORE, ANDREW WYATTPublished by
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