Текст песни Place Called Home - Janet Devlin

Place Called Home

I’ve always loved to travel
The sound of marching gravel beneath my boots
I know I’m hard to handle
And my temperament is fragile my excuse
Sweetheart there’s only so far I can run
Feels like I’m lost wherever I roam
I’ve been looking for a place called home
It’s in my veins but my roots won’t grow
I’ve been living like a rolling stone
And alone’s the only thing I know
I’ve always kept my distance
Emotionally resistant that’s the truth
I built these bridges to fall down
I’ve no desire to be found by you
Sweetheart there’s only so far I can run
Feels like I’m lost wherever I roam
I’ve been looking for a place called home
It’s in my veins but my roots won’t grow
I’ve been living like a rolling stone
And alone’s the only thing I know
I’ve been looking for a place called home
There’s only so many routes I can take
There’s only so many bones I can break
But you know, I’m a wandering soul
Bigger than my bullet holes
I’ll be running 'til my blood runs cold
I’ve been looking for a place called home
It’s in my veins but my roots won’t grow
I’ve been looking for a place called home
It’s in my veins but my roots won’t grow
I’ve been living like a rolling stone
And alone’s the only thing I know
I’ve been looking for a place called home