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My Way Back

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 10.09.2012

(Neil Thrasher/Tony Martin)

Momma put a bible in my glove box
And a hot homemade apple pie in the passenger seat
She said "you'll always be my baby"
She planted a kiss and a couple of tears on my cheek
Dad slipped me some traveling cash through a map with it highlighted right on the dash
And I realized as I look back... that

They weren't just saying goodbye
They weren't just seeing me off
They were just making sure I don't forget where I'm from
Momma loved and daddy worked
They lived their lives just to make sure I know
My way back home

I can still smell momma's kitchen
Feel every single prayer she says for me
I can point these wheels towards that sunset
Without a fear, without a doubt, daddy said "go get that dream"
I left behind a pie crumb trail just in case I get lost, fall flat or fail
And if the wind should lead my sail

My way back to the door that's always open
To the light that's always on
To the love that's always waiting after being good too long
Way too long...


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