You don't own the road boy Better kick up a storm You don't own the big city lights Better carve out your own
You don't own the green pines, The blue sky, or the smoke You don't own the dust in your Big brown eyes when you keep them closed
Yeah, steal them back for me love Oh yeah, steal them back for me love, oh yeah
You don't own the road boy Neither do I You don't own the big city lights Making my eyes cry
You don't own the green pines So be careful where you lean And when you're lost under the blue sky Look down and you'll find me
Yeah, steal it back for me love Oh yeah steal it back for me love, oh yeah
Come on over If that's the way you feel When you're lonesome steal it Back when you're lonely Back when you're lonely, back
You don't own your sadness son See the tide just comes in Guilt is played on the violin By those who never cared to sing
Yeah, steal it back for me love Oh yeah, steal it back for me love, back for me love Oh yeah, steal it back for me love, back for me love Oh yeah, steal it back for me love, back for me love Back for me love Back for me loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
