Hola my friend Sweet brother man Look, what if this is it You chopped enough wood It's yet to be lit If you don't know what to do There is nothing to be done And nothing to undo But wait for your gut guidance To come straight to you
Yeah yeah yeah Highways, byways, and neuropathways If you're going with your gut You are going my way Highways, byways, and neuropathways If you're going with your gut You are going my way
There is nowhere to hurry No one to convince And if the ice is getting too thin Gut guidance will come from within I watched you playing Outside of yourself For so long you have been away Gut guidance another touché
Yeah yeah yeah Highways, byways, and neuropathways If you're going with your gut You are going my way Highways, byways, and neuropathways If you're going with your gut You are going my way
And I already hear you say "What if my gut is leading me astray?" And you don't know what to do And things are getting heart-attacky Well you know how it is In cold tundra nights You think it's wind a-howlin' But it's Pallas Cats Sipping on hot sake This way is well understood by some men This way understood by young at heart He who choose the road Choose where it leads to All the journeys wind up where they start
Yeah yeah yeah Highways, byways, and neuropathways If you're going with your gut You are going my way Highways, byways, and neuropathways If you're going with your gut You are going my way
And I already hear you Hola my friend My sweet brother man Look, what if this is it You chopped enough wood It's yet to be litTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
