Текст песни Well Well Well

Get this right, on the road again Keep on blinking in my eyes And I think I might go home again Another own my memories Almost scattered in the stars And I think I might go home again Well well well, I’m on a tightrope Well well well, I think I’m falling Well well well well well well Well well well, I’m on a tightrope Well well well, I think I’m falling Well well well well well well Getting high and staying out late I’ve a heart that’s big and strong And I think I might go home again Now I’m losing time and sleep And I can’t tell right from wrong And I feel like I’m alone again Well well well, I’m on a tightrope Well well well, I think I’m falling Well well well well well well Well well well, this ain’t the first time Well well well, won’t be the last time Well well well well well well Got one hand in the stirring wheel And the other on my eyes Trying to make some kind of sense Throw logic in my life Well well well, I’m on a tightrope Well well well, I think I’m falling Well well well well well well Well well well, this ain’t the first time Well well well, won’t be the last time Well well well well well well I’m on a tightrope, I think I’m falling Coming home, coming home This ain’t the first time, won’t be the last time I’m coming home now