I was out Skippin' stones In the end it's what you know Found my feet They were firm What you leave is what you burn Won't find me In the second verse Never found me in the first
Away Does it bound and break And you look so vain
Broke my heart Broke my will It was all so much to fill Every turn Every road It would all lead back to you Feel my words Running out How we end we're livin' down
Away And I have a say And it's not too late
Show me something beautiful Show me something beautiful Show me something beautiful
I was out In the dust Kickin' weeds out from the trucks I was old You were young Who believe it ever come
Away My hands can take The trucks and breaks But there's nothing left of me
Show me something beautiful Show me something beautiful Show me something beautifulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.