(Angelo/Kim Richey)
I left home with nothing but a few tears in my eyes
Now I’m halfway down the interstate past Highway 99
It’s just me and one good wiper blade up against the rain
And I still hear the echoes of those bitter words we said
I could drive a million miles and never drive them from my head
Those words we said
No matter how I try I can’t get far enough away
Every sad song on my radio sounds like it’s custom made
By some devil on my shoulder that keeps whispering in my ear
Those words that wounded like an arrow to the heart
And keep me drivin’, drivin’
Bu aşk bende akar gider hep akar gider Köpük gibi çağlayarak bir nehir gibi Ayrılıktan…
Some of them come now Some of the running Some of them looking for fun…
(Bizzy Bone) While i was walkin in tha column, and all help the medicine go…
Gidecek bir gün Gidecek hiç ummadığım bir anda İşte o gün Söyleyeceğim ağlayarak Bu son…
(Talk) Woe, yeah, yeah, when you doing you and you real fly wit it It's…