The Roaming Road - 歌词大全

The roaming road Familiar as it seems Will make it back to me The changing time Has pushed me back to start Let's count the odds of luck The name of wealth Was never close to me Far as the desert heat Carry on Walking with a crutch 'Cause hard work was supposed to pay The mind is stuck A trigger on a broken gun I cannot replace Eye to eye But you still can't see So read my mind 'Cause words don't stand a chance The roaming road Made it clear to me It's who I choose to be