Rolling On Easy

The Paper Kites

Compositor: Samuel Bentley

Well, the boy in the barber still talks about you
Crows like he knew you so well
You kissed him so dizzy, he fell on the floor
Landed right under your spell

And you live in an ol' blue Camaro
That your dad used to drive on the town
It's sure seen a lot more than he ever did
Still runs like hell on the ground

Rolling on easy
Rolling on through
Leaving this strange town
Memories of you
Rolling on easy
Rolling on through
It's easy to say, harder to stay
Tell me, what's calling you?

Well, you talk about places and people you know
Fancy and free, just like you
You worked as a fan of a travelling band
And sure learnt a thing or two
These days, yeah, you always keep moving around
From the backstreets down to the shores
You say it's a whole lot of world for a whole lot of girl
And the road doesn't ask me for more

Rolling on easy
Rolling on through
Leaving this strange town
Memories of you
Rolling on easy
Rolling on through
It's easy to say, harder to stay
Tell me, what's calling you?

Rolling on easy
Rolling on through
It's easy to say, harder to stay
Tell me, what's calling you?
It's easy to say, harder to stay
Tell me, what's calling you?