Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rollin' Home, artist - Eric Andersen.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Rollin' Home |
Truth, with all its far out schemes |
Lets time decide what it should mean; |
It ain’t the time but just the dreams that die |
And sometimes when the room is still |
Time with so much truth to kill |
Leaves you by the window sill so tied |
Without a wing, I take you high |
Without a clue I tell you why |
Now, I just want to keep my name, not bother anybody’s games |
Without ideas of gold or fame or insane heights |
I don’t need a lot of money, I don’t want a Playboy Bunny |
Just a love to call me honey late at night |
In my arms, by my side, in my arms late at night |
But I don’t know, I ain’t been told |
Everyone is so alone |
Ev’rybody wants a hand to hold |
They’re so afraid of being old |
And they’re scared of dying, so unknown |
And so alone, we're rollin' home |
There’s nothing big I want to prove |
No mountains that I want to move |
Or even say what’s right or true for you |
My sights, my songs are slightly charred |
You might feel they miss their mark |
But things are only what they are and nothing new |
But for me, I know they’ll do |
But for me, I know they’ll do |
Well if you care what people think |
Like they were some missing link; |
They’ll just stand back and watch you sink slow |
They’ll never help you to decide |
They’ll only take you on a ride |
After which they’ll try and hide the fact that they don’t know |
What you should do, where you should go |
What you should do, where you should go |
WelI I don’t know, I ain’t been told |
Everyone is so alone |
Ev’rybody wants a hand to hold |
They’re so afraid of being old |
They’re scared of dying, so unknown |
And so alone, we're rollin' home |
I can’t claim I know my Father |
I’ve been lookin' for my brother |
And I end up just another one |
Fantasies and prophesies fill me head like fallin leaves |
Well underneath I don’t believe one |
I want to do what’s been done |
You can try hide he can run |
Well, I can see a king and queen, a beggar falling at my feet; |
They all must have the same sad dreams at night; |
Futility breeds senseless war, pit the rich against the poor |
While cause is buried long before the fight |
For what went wrong, for what went right |
It’s just the strong man, who ever says what’s right |
Well I don’t know, I ain’t been told |
Everyone is so alone |
Ev’rybody wants a hand to hold |
They’re so afraid of being old |
They’re scared of dying, so unknown |
And so alone, we're rollin' home |
We’re rollin' home |