I’ve been to so many places Ive seen so many people And I’ve been fooling around Ive been to many homes And I’ve drank so many teas and I’ve been goodbyed I have seen so many roads And none of them make a way Every move makes it harder for me to want to stay
Not all who wander are lost Some believe in their home and some believe in their stories We’ll fade away anyway Some collect their bruises Some’re still counting their glories All that you’ll say will be ok She said and turned around Her footprints are still on the ground
Your face in every lake Reflects in different colours Trees never sing evenly We follow with our eyes The routes of butterflies And we’re astray I have seen so many paths And none of them make a way Every move makes me wonder if I should have stayedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
