By And By کے بول

Two stones in my pocket Thirty thousand in the air Splitting thoughts on the wings of the airplane I'll call you when I'm there Same old town Same old feeling Different houses Different floor And I burn another cigarette So I can light one more By and by Come on take your chances Ain't that what a heart is for Flip a coin I'll let you call it I ain't good at love no more Do you remember The trees we planted The trees we grew Do you remember The trees we planted The trees we grew And when the day comes I hope our branches Bring you shade And when the wind blows I know our leaves Will call your name