Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Searching , by - Elliott Brood. Song from the album Ghost Gardens, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 14.09.2017
Record label: Paper Bag
Song language: English
Searching |
| Youthful hearts |
| Gets stressed along the road |
| And buried under all they’ve come to know |
| Livin' fast |
| This wilderness won’t last |
| These days just blow away into the past |
| If I get old I’m living easy |
| Find a nice old country home |
| Let the land do what she wants to |
| Leave her wild and overgrown |
| And when I’m sure my days are numbered |
| Find a nice place in the fields |
| And thank that little voice inside my head |
| For such good company |
| And when we got here we were young men |
| What we’ve done has made us old |
| Left to die out in these frozen fields |
| So far away from home |
| And if I live to see the end |
| I’m going to make a brand new start |
| But I’ll never be the same again without my youthful heart |
| (My youthful heart… My youthful heart…) |
| If I get old I’m living easy |
| Find a nice old country home |
| Let the land do what she wants to |
| Leave her wild and overgrown |
| And when I’m sure my days are numbered |
| Find a nice place in the fields |
| And thank that little voice inside my head |
| For such good company |