Текст песни John Hiatt - Back of My Mind
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Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairsHe was calling to me at the timeAnd I knew even then, I could die for the thoughtsThat I kept in the back of my mindBut I dared not to speakHow I felt for my dadCause there were no words to defineThe ball of confusion, of feelings and stuffThat I kept in the back of my mindSo I took to the highwayAnd I kept to myselfJust a lookin and hopin to findSome solutions, some answers, someway to existAll this stuff in the back of my mindSo I took me a jobAnd I took me a wifeAnd I took me a bottle of wineAnd it did not take long, til all I had leftWas this junk in the back of my mindWell the end of the tunnelIt never came uptil I came to the end of the lineAnd I saw that the light Id been hoping to seeWas just a spark in the back of my mindAnd the cold wind that blewThrough the hole in my heartMade a fire for the very first timeFrom some branches of trustAnd a kindling of faithAnd that spark in the back of my mindDrivin like rain, or a runaway trainFlyin blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind