Текст песни Bread - Been Too Long On The Road
Bread - Been Too Long On The Road слова песни
Always look so good on the outside When you get to believin` it`s true, Then you know that you`re on your way People tug on your shirt, say you`re lucky You`ve got ev`rything you want, but you don`t Yet you dare not say Go downtown people runnin` around They climb slowly draggin` you downtown, Horns make a dent in your mind Plush rooms make a blindin` your eye to see, Blindin` me. Light, lovely light, Won`t ya` shine in my window Love, precious love won`t ya` fill ev`ry room, Been too long on the road. Maybe cynics veins are my life blood Maybe bitin` the hand that I feed so I`ll try Try to understand what it is that devours your freedom, Makes you drop what you used to hold in your heart. All the things you planned Go upstairs with a someone who says she cares, Like the devil she does, What comes ever into your mind? Then gone, leavin` you with the coldest room, Oldest gloom. Warm, won`t you be, Please be there in my winter. Love, precious love won`t ya` come full circle, Been too long on the road. How can I do this to myself? Have I taken leave of my senses? What kind of changes make a man Want to tear down all his fences Whoa, I`d like to know. Home ever home, How could I ever doubt you Love, precious love, how could I live without you? Been too long on the road.