Τρίτη, 23 Οκτωβρίου 2012

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When it’s missing then you want it more, it isn’t right  
Turning, turning out the door and back to this  
Leave it like it was before and let me out  
Must have been the end of the story
 
Giving it all, giving it all away  
You’re gonna wake up someone  
Well, study it all, the wings, the crowd, your face  
You’re gonna end up like one
 
Well, trouble at home, travel the way you say 
The road don’t like me  
Travel away, travel it all away  
The road’s gonna end on me
 
Men, they like me ‘cause I’m a warrior, a warrior  
Stand on my feet, dance the warrior, the warrior  
Where would I be? I’d be a warrior, a warrior
 
Now the strangers have caught on and they’re riding in the backseat  
The river’s gonna wash all, yeah, the river it spoke to me 
It told me I’m small and I swallowed it down 
If I make it at all, I’ll make you want me

Trouble at home, travel the way you say  
The road don’t like me  
Travel it all, travel it all away  
The road’s gonna get on me
 
And I’m small  
The road’s gonna get on me  
Well, if it gets it at all  
The road’s gonna end on me
 
Like a warrior, a warrior  
Dance the warrior, the warrior




 










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