Monday, March 21, 2005
winding road.
well the rain keeps on coming down feels like a flood in my head and that road keeps on calling me screaming to everything lying ahead and its a winding road i have been walking for a long time and still dont know where it goes and its a long way home ive been searching for a long time and i still have hope im gonna find my way home, i can see a little house on top of the hill and smell the ocean salt in the air and i can see you standing there washing your car and i can see california sun in your hair and its a winding road i have been walking for a long time still dont know where it goes and its a long way home and i have been searching for a long time and still have hope im gonna find my way home oh these dreams took me so far and i felt i couldnt go on and i want to hang out the window of your car and see just how good this baby can run. its a winding road i have been walking for a long time and still dont know where it goes and its a long way home ive been searching for a long time and i still have hope im gonna find my way home...long winding road...still have hope, one day we'll find our way home still have hope we will find our way home.
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