quinta-feira, 13 de setembro de 2007

A Diferent Road

It was spring and I was nineteen
Laying in my bed, thinking of my dreams
Hey man, should I quit everething ?
Hey man, shall I fallow the wind ?

There is a guaranteed formula.
But I don't want to fallow the exact math
There is a road already walked
but I want to make my own path

It was 69 and I got free of all the weight
Hit the long road, no rush, I'm on my way

From town to town, different places and faces
From town to town, I'm looking for my baby

Hey man, I'm leaving here today
Hey man, we may meet again some day
You with a diploma in your hand
And I with a story in my head

2 comentários:

Sujeito da camisa listrada disse...

na verdade nao tem assim uma formula garantida
esse ficou bem letra de musica.

passa lá no camisa listrada

Marco Aurélio disse...

Hey man; I dont speak english... but the ultimo verso I understood... very nice mesmo! E ficou bem letra de música mesmo auiheuiaiuae