My feet are on the ground
My hopes are flying high
There's movies in my mind
And stories in the sky
I'll believe in you, if you believe in me
It doesn't matter where we've been
It matters where we're gonna be
In 10 days time
In 10 months time
In 10 years time
So if you don't like it
Then you might as well sort it out
My love is a motor way
Your life is a roundabout
This is what you make it
But you're always walking out
When the music gets too loud
When the music gets too loud
(When the music gets too loud)
So this is where I stand
This is where we sit
I know the dickheads are in charge
But we'll still make the best of it
In 10 days time
In 10 months time
In 10 years time
So if you don't like it
Then you might as well sort it out
My love is a motor way
Your life is a roundabout
This is what you make it
But you're always walking out
When the music gets too loud
When the music gets too loud
(When the music gets too loud)
(When the music gets too loud)
(When the music gets too loud)
So if you don't like it
Then why not sort it out?
My love is a motor way
Your life is a roundabout
This is what you make it
But you're always walking out
When the music gets too loud
When the music gets too loud