: and you said you didn't care about distance that being miles apart didn't make any difference i told you i was slow and you thought that it was fun
: I am restless, and I keep trembling Everyone watch me as I descend Into a feeling that's overwhelming me I finally stopped, stopped making sense I
: (1) I'm running on empty Feel I'm running dry I don't have a love life It'll make a grown man cry (2) I got an old lady But we don't touch I'm looking
I am restless and I keep trembling Everyone watch me as I descend Into a feeling that's overwhelming me I've finally stopped, stopped making sense I
words and music by Arlo Guthrie Running down the road Make my get away Everything I told you was just yesterday Yes, You know I'm off again Oh, and I
Ohhhhh I see that look of passion All in your eyes Late at night you'v been creepin' To my surprise Better get your heart in check You better realize
The lower centers in me revolve around Derive their meaning from my self will As I watch the sun highlight your Midas touch Conscious light gets through
I ran all the way home Just to tell you that I'm sorry I really didn't mean to be So mean to you I ran all the way home Just to hold you in my arms,
I won't stand in your way, I understand When it calls your name, you've gotta chase that restless wind I won't break down or let you see my tears 'Cause
I am restless, and I keep trembling Everyone watch me as I descend Into a feeling that's overwhelming me I finally stopped, stopped making sense I can
I used to think I could live by the law And believe everything that my own two eyes saw But now all the certainties have come undone And it?s harder to
Below, the center's in me Revolve around Derive a meaning from my self will As I watch the sun highlight your Midas touch Conscious light gets through
walking and running sucking and fucking at your will you want to bait us now entertain us 'til you're through it'd appear that you must take broken bones
My fee will never reach the ground. My head hangs in the fucking clouds. I need to leave this city before it's today. It's the same routine every fuckign
and you said you didn't care about distance that being miles apart didn't make any difference i told you i was slow and you thought that it was fun and
Well I bin walkin' on water I walk the water I bin walkin' on water I feel the beat I bin running on alcohol O now I'm rolling on home Now I'm rolling
Tradução: América. Corre no camines.
Tradução: Guthrie, Arlo. Corriendo por el camino.