|
Twelve steps in to your backyard |
|
Through tall green grass, and into the world |
|
Ain't it feel right |
|
Ain't it feel nice |
|
In your own backyard |
|
A dirty winding road, around your feet |
|
That carries me along |
|
and into the beat |
|
Didn't need to go so far |
|
To find what you were thirsty for |
|
Didn't need to go so far |
|
To find what you were looking for |
|
Cause it was always beside |
|
Just right behind |
|
Right up ahead |
|
You just didn't know |
|
What was in your own backyard |
|
Twelve steps in to your own backyard |
|
Twelve steps in to your own backyard |
|
Twelve steps in to your own backyard |
|
Twelve steps in to your own backyard |
