Helping the kids out of their coats
But wait the babies haven’t been born oh
Unpacking the bags and setting up
And planting lilacs and buttercups ohBut in the meantime we’ve got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my payOld dirt road,
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
knee deep snow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
o-o-o-o-oldI got a man to stick it out
And make a home from a rented house oh
And we’ll collect the moments one by one
I guess that’s how the future’s done ohHow many acres, how much light
Tucked in the woods and out of sight
Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap
On a little road barely on the mapOld dirt road,
mushaboom, mushaboom)
knee deep snow
mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow,
mushaboom, mushaboom)
o-o-o-o-old
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Old dirt road rambling rose
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Well I’m Sold…
Category: Muzika
Muzika, muzičari, CDovi, albumi, koncerti…
Jutros sam iz Zagreba okovanog ledom otišao do Slavonskog broda čestitati Božić. Kažu mi kako je u Zagrebu počeo padati pravi Božićni snijeg kakvog već godinama nismo imali, a ja se polako spremam kući doslovce kao što Chris Rea kaže “Driving home for Christmas”.
Im driving home for christmas
Oh, I cant wait to see those faces
Im driving home for christmas, yea
Well Im moving down that line
And its been so long
But I will be there
I sing this song
To pass the time away
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmasIts gonna take some time
But Ill get there
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
But soon therell be a freeway
Get my feet on holy groundSo I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
I am driving home for christmas
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memoriesI take look at the driver next to me
Hes just the same
Just the sameTop to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
Im driving home for christmas, yea
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memories