I?m so out of touch my fingers are crossed I hope you mean every word you say I hope that you mean it I hope that you mean it Nothing in common with
you're home. Picking up pieces of my heart, Like leaves that have fallen on our garden path. (CHORUS) Whose gonna fly your plane, When you need to make your getaway
The first time i saw you you were chasin down a cyclone all alone in the field with railyards and clovers i kept rollin on never thought you'd wind
hasn't it been an interesting year sitting here i watch the walls watch back and i can't seem to let this one go cause you know it was going to be mine
You been workin? your pretty little fingers to the bone That boss man over your shoulder?s gettin? old I know you need that nine to five to keep the
my motor runnin' - fingers drummin' I never planned to stay getaway - ya know it's now or never getaway - nobody lives forever we're only waitin' just to make you getaway
[Chorus: Jamie Matchett] I Just Wanna Get Away Sometimes It's Been Alot Of Years, I Aint Seen Mine.Need To Get These Bustaz Off My Mind, Homie Yeah,
When I wake up in the morning she is there, With her sleepy smile and a long night of windy hair, And when I hold her close beside me, Well it feels
I'm standing in the station, I am waiting for a train, To take me to the border, And my loved one far away, I watched a bunch of soldiers heading for
Searchlights, rain on the road, Waiting for the airport limousine, Your time in this foreign land, Is nearly over, I'll never forget how Last night,
It was late at night on the open road, Speeding like a man on the run, A lifetime spent preparing for the journey; He is closer now and the search is
The night is so wild, and downstairs the child, Is sleeping, her spirit is free, For more than an hour, I have walked in the rain, I've been wondering
Roll away the dawn, Roll away the dawn, and let me see, The land of the free, Has anything changed at all; Sweet liberty, Sweet liberty is in our hands
Watch, and wait, get ready for the sign, There are many here among us now, Who have not seen the light, We must send the word to all the people in the
Day by day they drink and dream, Old men staring out to sea, From the island, living on the island; And down in the harbour, it's a show, Watching all
Ship to shore, do you read me anymore, This line is bad, and fading, Ship to shore, answer my call, Send me a signal, a beacon to bring me home; I have
aussi, Hey boys tonight we getaway, To the other side, Head for the wall and getaway; "We'll give you anything you say," Hey boys tonight we getaway
Wake up boys, there's a light at the window, I can hear someone knocking on the door, There are voices in the street, And the sound of running feet,
