Fatblueman - Which Road Takes Me Home | Текст песни

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Everybody gets to sow a few wild oats
Well I never sowed none
And I’ll be damned if the thought doesn’t haunt me
That I should have had more fun
One can never know

It’s like
I held the pearl, let it slip through my fingers
Like it was worthless
And I know I can never go back now
‘Cause I did it on purpose
But I’m missing home

You’ll see that I’m messed up with you
You’re my best answer to the question, still unknown
Which road takes me home

People wonder why it’s always a sad song
Well, you write what you know I guess
But there’s nothing worse than a prince in a castle
Who’s always chronically depressed
Putting on a show

I’m the one, I’m the guy you should talk to
I’m like my own little dream museum
I’ve got ideas and they’re gonna change everything
Just wait ‘til you see them
I’ll be doing them tomorrow

You’ll see that I’m messed up with you
You’re my best answer to the question, still unknown
Which road takes me home

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