Well it’s half my heart and a little bit of soulThat makes me feel I’ve gotta ride this roadI wouldn’t change it if I couldAnd me and this road youYou know we’ve got an understandingIt won’t leave me at home and I amToo tired to do just what I shouldAnd last night I asked if
Well I never lived through the great depressionsomethimes I feel as though I didAnd I don’t have answers for every single questionBut that’s OK ‘cos I’m just a kid Well I’ve seen pictures of my motherWhen she looked exactly like meAnd I’ve seen all my friends running for coverRunning from something they can’t see And
I sold my last hard bibleJust to pay my billsI called my mother To reserve me in her willAnd the pay I’m getting every Thursday nightWell it just don’t seem enoughWell money can buy me a hell of a lotBut it sure won’t buy me love Well I brought me a carAnd I brought me
As your disappearing I’m hearingAll I wanted you to sayI should focus more on the thought ofletting you just slip awayBut I get this strange feeling your not revealingEverything you wanted to saySo it’s just a little harder for me to play the part ofWatching you walk away So before you disappear againJust think of
Put it into gear we’ve got a long way to goYou can play your DylanWhen we have to take it slowAnd everytime you lose your mindFrom driving in your bedThere’s another world just waiting up ahead So you just drive Mr BaylisDon’t you worry ’bout the weatherI asked the rain to hold offand so far
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