You might wake up some morning. To the sound of something moving past your window in the wind. And if you're quick enough to rise. You'll catch the fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow Out o
I was born in southland twenty some odd years ago. I ran away for the first time when I was four years old. I'm a freeborn man my home is on my back. I know every inch of highway every foot of back
I had a dream and I saw you standin'. And you were shinin' just like an angel. I'd like to thank you for standing by me. When things were darker you held the candle Do you remember when we took a d