Bob Sinclair - Tennesse - text písně

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Wild city living
In takes my breathe away
But I´m not living
The way I ought to be
Check it out, there´s surely
something missing
Got to move, on, before I kiss the ground

I hear you calling
I see your beauty in my mind
A piece of heaven
A place where living in crazy
Check it out, I still recall the feeling
Got to find me a way
Somehow, got to make it back ... to Tennessee

Chasing the rainbow- shooting for the moon
Aiming much too high - getting so confused
I´m all out of luck
I´m all out of love
Guess I... I just had enough

Now my western tears
Remin me of my home
And my western heart reminds me I´m alone
But my heart is sure that love will guide the way
Now my western soul goes... back... to Tennessee

Přidal: Ondra dne 14. 12. 2006 v 15:32.
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