Footsteps out on the tarmac I follow them wherever they go Good sense of humor, I like that Pack it away and take it on the road
Walking slowly Away from the departure gate I board that plane and I spend my time thinking
I'm asking the guy who's sat to my left How he's left this town without wreck or regret He laughs at that in a way I won't forget Took me fifty-odd years to pack up, he said
Told me I'm doing well Told me I'm on track Told me never forget the weight on my back
It's shaped you, he said It's shapеd you, be grateful for that
But I feel I'm losing a fight of my life Running on half thе snack bar I ate on the drive Why I'm leaving the city Cause I knew I'd be mustering all I could give
To keep my head above of the water but out of the clouds Look for light in the fire and keep both my Feet on the ground, here comes the sound of
Footsteps out on the tarmac They lead to places I don't wanna go Got paint on my soles and I'm ready to wear them Sketch me a trail of my own
Cause he told me I'm doing well Told me I'm on track Told me never forget the weight on my back
It's shaped you, he said It's shaped you, be grateful for thatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
