Tytuł: Too Long In The Wasteland

• Wykonawca: Kasey Chambers
• Wyświetleń: 271

Hear the trucks on the highway, And the tickin' of the clocks
  There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon, Bullet holes in the mailbox
  Bullet holes in the mailbox, Keyholes in my mind
  Too long in the wasteland
  Too long in the wasteland
  I've fallin' behind
  
  She said won't you come see me, When the sun goes down
  It'll be just like the old days, When I used to let you hang around
  Well I don't know, I might not speak the language any more
  Too long in the wasteland
  Too long in the wasteland
  I've closed some doors
  
  People in the village, Watch the children play
  At the sight of a stranger, They call the kids away
  Just leave that man alone, I hear the mothers say
  Too long in the wasteland
  Too long in the wasteland
  What's made him that way
  
  I hadn't intended, To bend the rules
  Whiskey don't make liars, It just makes fools
  So I didn't mean to say it, But I meant what I said
  Too long in the wasteland
  Too long in the wasteland
  Must have gone to my head
  
  Jet trails in the sunset, a long way away
  cuttin' cross the horizon, At the edge of the day
  And it calls out to me, Come fly away, I've been
  Too long in the wasteland
  Too long in the wasteland
  I believe I'll have to stay
  
  Too long in the wasteland
  Too long in the wasteland
  I'll have to stay
  
  There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon
  Bullet holes in the mailbox
  Bullet holes in the mailbox