![The Wandering - Carridale](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/3284751979523925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 20.08.2012
Record label: Panic
Song language: English
The Wandering |
These Alabama Summers are killing me. |
Cause I don’t get to see them for anything. |
I hoped I’d be there this time. |
This roads been longer and harder to drive. |
I’ve been thinking about a girl back home, |
The one I left to see what we could do on our own. |
She’s always had a problem believing in anything or anyone. |
But where ever I’m going just know I’m with you. |
Never had something I was so scared to lose. |
6 months and now seclusion is killing me. |
Cause I don’t get to see you for anything. |
I know it gets hard sometimes, |
But these empty floors and couches are just my disguise. |
I’ve been dreaming my whole life through |
And boring out my soul cause I had nothing to lose. |
But if I leave forever tomorrow I swear to God I’ll find you. |
Cause where ever I’m going just know I’m with you. |
Never had something I was so scared to lose. |
I, I’m counting down the miles. |
Between here and that river city I hold so dearly. |
With green eyes inviting me in. |
And I, I’m coming back home. |
Who knows for how long. |
But we’ll make it ok. |
Just another day in the life of the wandering. |
We can be anything we dream, as long as you keep holding on to me. |
And I’ll come and go but we’ll make our own life, however we see. |
And as soon as we get there we’ll never leave. |
Name | Year |
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Dragging the Coast | 2012 |
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