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My City My Town

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 06.11.2012

Those mighty wheels keep rollin'on
On to that crazy place
That still feels like home
The world outside is rushing by
It feels good to take that road
Time after time

I don't know how you feel
My heart is beating fast
It has been way too long
But here I am I'm back

It's good to know you're still around
You'd never let me down, in my city
You get my feet back on the ground
You'd never let me down, in my city

No regrets, well just a few
You haven't lost a thing
I'm still crazy for you

I don't know how you feel
Are you excited too
It has been way too long
Tonight I'm back with you

It's good to know you're still around
You'd never let me down, in my city
You get my feet back on the ground
You'd never let me down, in my city

I've been no stranger
To every corner of your heart
Your dream still lives inside of me

I don't know how you feel
My heart is beating fast
It has been way too long
But here I am I'm back

In my city, my town
Deep in my heart, I'm so proud
Of my city, my town
I'll never, ever let you down

It's good to know you're still around
You'd never let me down, in my city
You get my feet back on the ground
You'd never let me down, in my city
My city, my town


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