Someone said life is for the taking
Here I am with my hand out waiting for a ride
Ive been living on my great expectations
What good is it when Im stranded here
And the world just passess by
Where are the signs to help me get out of this place
If I should stumble on my moment in time,
How will I know
If the storys written on my face, does it show
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool going where the wind blows
Here I sit halfway to somewhere
Thinking about whats in front of me and
What I left behind
On my own, supposed to be so easy
Is this what Ive been after
Or have I lost my mind
Maybe this is my chance coming to take me away
If I should stumble on my moment in time,
How will I know
If the storys written on my face, does it show
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool going where the wind blows
Here I am walking naked through the world
Taking up space, societys child
Make room for me, make room for me,
Make room for me
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool
Going where the wind blows
Here I am with my hand out waiting for a ride
Ive been living on my great expectations
What good is it when Im stranded here
And the world just passess by
Where are the signs to help me get out of this place
If I should stumble on my moment in time,
How will I know
If the storys written on my face, does it show
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool going where the wind blows
Here I sit halfway to somewhere
Thinking about whats in front of me and
What I left behind
On my own, supposed to be so easy
Is this what Ive been after
Or have I lost my mind
Maybe this is my chance coming to take me away
If I should stumble on my moment in time,
How will I know
If the storys written on my face, does it show
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool going where the wind blows
Here I am walking naked through the world
Taking up space, societys child
Make room for me, make room for me,
Make room for me
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
Or am I a fool
Going where the wind blows
4 comentários:
Eu gosto mais da expressão "going with the pigs"...
or...
Seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely she was the queen of my nights
There in darkness with the radio playin low
And the secrets that we shared, mountains that we moved
Caught like a wildfire out of control
Til there was nothin left to burn and nothin left to prove
And I remember what she said to me
How she swore that it never would end
I remember how she held me oh so tight
Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then
Against the wind
We were runnin against the wind
We were young and strong we were runnin against the wind
And the years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
Found myself further and further from my home and I
Guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was livin to run and runnin to live
Never worried about payin or even how much I owe
Movin' eight miles a minute and for months at a time
Breakin all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searchin
Searchin for shelter again and again
Against the wind
Little somethin against the wind
I found myself seekin shelter against the wind
Well those drifters days are past me now
I've got so much more to think about
Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in, what to leave out
Against the wind
I'm still runnin against the wind
I'm older now but still runnin against the wind
Well I'm older now but still runnin against the wind
Against the wind
Against the wind
Still runnin
Against the wind
Against the wind
Against the wind...
Boas correntes...de ar!
Gino e não cheira mal?
Francis ou isso também, very apt :)
me. refrescantes :)
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