Текст песни John Farnham - Rolling Home
John Farnham - Rolling Home слова песни
Harry bogdanovs, and chris thompsonHave you ever been lonelyTired and brokenAnd you dream of rolling homeMy hearts on the runwayMy soul on the freewayHow I wish I was rolling homeFamiliar faces fill my mindFrom the world I left behindAnd it haunts me when Im sleepingI awake only to findThat the truth can be unkindWhen youre living in the wastelandI came to this cityWith hope for the futureNow I long to be rolling homeFamiliar faces fill my mindAs my dreams come back in timeAnd it haunts me when Im sleepingI awake only to findThat the truth can be unkindWhen youre living in a wastelandTheres a car in the distanceTo take me to freedomTomorrow, Ill be rolling homeMaybe tomorrow rolling homeIm tired of living on my ownTomorrow, Ill be rolling homeBreak the chains that hold me downSet my sights Im homeward bound