I like digging holes and hiding things inside them When I'll grow old I hope I won't forget to find them 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
I built a home and wait for someone to tear it down Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
And a thousand times I've seen this road, A thousand times
(x2) I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots uuuh uuuh uh uh I've got no roots
I like standing still, boy that's just a wishful plan Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
I can't get the numbers, and play the guessing game It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
And a thousand times I've seen this road, A thousand times
(x2) I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots uuuh uuuh uh uh I've got no roots
I like digging holes, Hiding things inside them When I'll grow old I won't forget to find themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
