The day won't open it's eyes The heavens above must be sick I'm stood at the windows since five All decked out for the trip
Hey hey I'm dying to meet with you Hey hey I'm living to speak with you Hey hey I'm waiting to meet you baby Hey hey hey
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Big trip to portland No more cooling my heels Big trip to portland My soul shall be healed
The master's out of my reach He wanders around in the rain Today is all that I seek Today when I hold you again Hey hey
Chorus I take the prize I win the day You say you love me all the way I kill the pain that drags you down You take us on from town to town
The sun's burning all thru' the day It's doing the best it can do I came with my bucket and spade I came with the same things as you
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Big trip to portland No more cooling my heels Big trip to portland My soul shall be healedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
