Song | Rolling Home |
Artist | John Farnham |
Album | Then Again ... |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Written:Harry Bogdanovs/Chris Thompson | |
Have you ever been lonely | |
Tired and broken | |
And you dream of rolling home | |
My hearts on the runway | |
My soul on the freeway | |
How I wish I was rolling home | |
Familiar faces fill my mind | |
From the world I left behind | |
And it haunts me when I'm sleeping | |
I awake only to find | |
That the truth can be unkind | |
When you're living in the wasteland | |
I came to this city | |
With hope for the future | |
Now I long to be rolling home | |
Familiar faces fill my mind | |
As my dreams come back in time | |
And it haunts me when I'm sleeping | |
I awake only to find | |
That the truth can be unkind | |
When you're living in a wasteland | |
There's a car in the distance | |
To take me to freedom | |
Tomorrow, I'll be rolling home | |
Maybe tomorrow rolling home | |
I'm tired of living on my own | |
Tomorrow, I'll be rolling home | |
Break the chains that hold me down | |
Set my sights I'm homeward bound |
Written: Harry Bogdanovs Chris Thompson | |
Have you ever been lonely | |
Tired and broken | |
And you dream of rolling home | |
My hearts on the runway | |
My soul on the freeway | |
How I wish I was rolling home | |
Familiar faces fill my mind | |
From the world I left behind | |
And it haunts me when I' m sleeping | |
I awake only to find | |
That the truth can be unkind | |
When you' re living in the wasteland | |
I came to this city | |
With hope for the future | |
Now I long to be rolling home | |
Familiar faces fill my mind | |
As my dreams come back in time | |
And it haunts me when I' m sleeping | |
I awake only to find | |
That the truth can be unkind | |
When you' re living in a wasteland | |
There' s a car in the distance | |
To take me to freedom | |
Tomorrow, I' ll be rolling home | |
Maybe tomorrow rolling home | |
I' m tired of living on my own | |
Tomorrow, I' ll be rolling home | |
Break the chains that hold me down | |
Set my sights I' m homeward bound |
Written: Harry Bogdanovs Chris Thompson | |
Have you ever been lonely | |
Tired and broken | |
And you dream of rolling home | |
My hearts on the runway | |
My soul on the freeway | |
How I wish I was rolling home | |
Familiar faces fill my mind | |
From the world I left behind | |
And it haunts me when I' m sleeping | |
I awake only to find | |
That the truth can be unkind | |
When you' re living in the wasteland | |
I came to this city | |
With hope for the future | |
Now I long to be rolling home | |
Familiar faces fill my mind | |
As my dreams come back in time | |
And it haunts me when I' m sleeping | |
I awake only to find | |
That the truth can be unkind | |
When you' re living in a wasteland | |
There' s a car in the distance | |
To take me to freedom | |
Tomorrow, I' ll be rolling home | |
Maybe tomorrow rolling home | |
I' m tired of living on my own | |
Tomorrow, I' ll be rolling home | |
Break the chains that hold me down | |
Set my sights I' m homeward bound |