The day seems longer
When your head is hanging down
And you are taking to the back streets
Looking for something lost
Finding something found

[Chorus]
How long does it take this feeling to show
When will this mood I know let go
Blue River liquor shine starting to grow

They're just little people
Justice seems so round
Too many backstreets
Without a lost and found
Let go of that stranger
He's just hanging around

[Chorus]