beginnings, some running from their past Me, I just keep rollin' on while others fade away Mile after mile day after day, I am the highway, I am the highway
beginnings Some running from their past Me, I just keep rollin' on While others fade away Mile after mile Day after day I am the highway I am the highway
Traduction: Wilkinsons, Le. L'autoroute.
Here I am again Looking for salvation in my coffee cup Watching rats doing laps in their Gucci suits And wondering where they're coming from Everybody
Leavin' Song Summer came And days grew long Lilacs bloomed 'round Meulfront pond First place I ever held his hand Timeless walks and breathless nights
When I say I'm five-foot-two I'm cheatin' I couldn't weigh a hundred pounds All soakin' wet There's not a lot of me I know I may be young but even so
Okay, my suitcase is packed by the door I'll be gone in just a minute I'm not sure who I should feel sorry for Me for leaving, or you 'cause you don'
Photos, circled, round and round in my head I'm dizzy from thinking we could get back what we had Pardon me for living in the past In a dream I thought
Sometimes I cry and I dont know Guess I just feel like being blue Sometimes I ly in the warm sunshine And look at clouds like children do Sometimes
Hearts have been broken Angry words spoken There's a wall of pain tears can't wash away The first morning's the darkest First day the hardest After
Someone I know Carries a heavy load They just can't see The forrest full of trees Don't let the world break you down Everything's turning around
All the hunnies in the bathroom stalls Drawing their lips and making business calls All the apathetic trust fund boys Making the rounds in their expensive
My momma always told me Don't you hang around those Williamstown boys And don't be blind girl they're not our kind But she never met Willy McCoy
You used to think I was invisible So small that I was indivisible You always treated me like just one of the guys But lately you've been acting so
It's been raining five days straight This roof of mine could use a break The clouds are bound to blow away Someday, someday There's just some things
Bobby wears his cap and a baseball jersery That carries the name of his favorite star He's waiting at the curb Daddy better hurry It's quarter to
