Tytuł: Way Home

• Wykonawca: Counting Crows
• Wyświetleń: 270

If you don't stop lying' on the floor.
  You don't know what your dying' for.
  The last thing that you need is imbeciles and indecision.
  The discussion nearly ends
  She says, "I'm leaving' my friend.
  And I don't wanna see you when I'm walking' on my way home
  It is always on my way home"
  Maria quietly talks to me
  She says, "Adam, what do you see."
  The people lying in the ---- hours of imperception
  And I believe I --- the ground
  She says, "Hey, what have you found?"
  And everything I see is only walking on my way home
  [chorus:]
  Look at all the silly people out there
  Can't you see?
  Oh, all the silly people lying, crying, dying
  Believe me and this is what I see
  And if you don't, amuse me
  We walk in circles and we walk back between indecision
  Between the currents we will swim
  And then it's over my friend
  And everything I see is only walking on my way home
  Look at all the silly people out there
  Can't you see?
  Oh, all the silly people lying, crying, d-d-d-dying
  Maria she belongs to me, in between the garden and the sea
  I walk in circles and the women walks right here beside me
  And if we talk about this town,
  I must say, "I've been feeling down."
  And I've been sliding all the falls,
  I've seen currents on my way home.
  [Chorus]