Lyrics

All the dust passed through this door will be cleared off By tomorrow afternoon when the sound of the last summer night will blow away Turn toward the far and crush down like the sky All the desert of mountains, na-na-na, na, na-na But you never thought you would get there Never thought you would cross those lines Now there are people calling you home Home is not anymore where you think it was, na-na-na, na, na-na And all the words told until the coffee time have left those tracks Turn toward the morning moon followed the thought that hit the road Years ago to roam with no sense and go away Without even realizing, na-na-na, na, na-na But you never thought you would get there Never thought you would cross those lines Now there are people calling you home Home is not anymore where you think it was, na-na-na, na, na-na And all the eyes you've been looking through Until now have gone ill suede in a place where they cannot be seen For what they really have Like when me cheeks notice you to define Where the oars and ears for him much Terrain coming down, na-na-na, na, na-na But you never thought you would get here You never thought you would cross those lines Now there are people calling you home Home is not anymore where you think it was, na-na-na, na, na-na
Writer(s): Emanuela Tricca Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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