Amy Macdonald - The road to home

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Oh the leaves are falling from the trees
And the snow is coming, don t you know?
But i’ll still remember which way to go
I m on the road, the road to home

Oh the sound is fading in my ears
And I can’t believe i ve lasted all these years
But i ll still remember which way to go
I m on the road, the road to home

Oh the light is fading all the time
And this life I m in it seems to pass me by
But I ll still remember which way to go
I m on the road, the road to home

Now I must say good bye
Keep telling myself now don’t you cry
But i m here where I belong
I ll see you soon, it won t be long
I ll see you soon, it won t be long
I ll see you soon, it won t be long

Inne utwory

  • Run
  • This is the life
  • Poison Prince
  • Barrowland ballroom
  • L.A.
  • A wish for something more
  • Mr Rock & roll
  • Caledonia
  • Mad world
  • Youth of today
  • Losowe utwory

    Piekarnia

    Z niejednego się pieca chleb jadło,
    Ciepłe buły trafiają się częściej, niż chcę
    A z pozoru te duże rogale
    Kryją swój zakalec.


    Są tez słodkie pączusie, aż
    rzygać się chce ! Najpierw bardzo
    smakują, a potem – ach.... NIE !
    lekkostrawne suchary ratują znów mnie
    Ale one są mdłe ...

    Ref.:
    Każdy gach, inny smak
    Co dzień inną chętkę mam
    Gryza dam,...

    Heat dies down

    I can just imagine you and me
    Running out of steam
    Going through the motions
    I have no idea how you know
    When I dip my toes
    In other people s oceans

    You have local knowledge
    Of the local area
    And that impressed me quite
    So I tried that night
    We did things I thought you d like
    But that just...

    Wide open

    I used to stand in my doorstep
    I used to dance in the rain
    I used to cast out wishes
    That never came back again
    I used to sit in my garden
    With pretty maids in a row
    Silver bells and cockle shells

    Breeze

    Pink cloud sits sky high
    Skips to the starlight
    Rains tinsel whispers
    Breeze blows away

    I crawl inside me
    My eyes to heaven
    Pink cloud sits sky high
    Breeze blows away

    Silver air everywhere, doesn t care
    But silver winds cut my skin everywhere

    Breathe in green velvet
    My lips taste warm earth
    Pink cloud sits sky high
    Breeze blows away

    Summer sun, so...

    Almeno credo

    Credo che ci voglia un Dio ed anche un bar
    credo che stanotte ti verrò a trovare per dirci tutto quello
    che dobbiamo dire o almeno credo
    credo proprio che non sia già tutto qui e certi giorni invece
    credo sia così credo al tuo odore...

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