Paroles de I-70

I took everything I owned from that lonely apartment Rent was paid for the next three months The next time they came here I'd be gone I walked two blocks to a phone, I called my brother and I said Brother, I'm coming home I left, conquered, a long, long time ago My streets, my friends, the place I called my home Something was missing I had to make sure That there was really a world out there My thumb catches the breeze As cars fly by just a few feet in front of me I think I finally found my peace But God knows I've been doing all the wrong things God knows I've been doing all the wrong things I stand here on the side of the Interstate The wind blows dust in my face My feet are tired and my body aches I ain't slept for days and days and days I hope one day that you can forgive me I hope somewhere that you understand Deafening nights, the beater, our heartbeat I should have known that it all had to end I took everything I owned from that lonely apartment Rent was paid for the next three months The next time they came here I'd be gone I walked two blocks to a phone and I called my brother I said Brother, I'm coming home