奇迹歌词网

[05:38.00]On the hill where Custer was, [05:38.00]Making his last stand, [05:38.00]With the Indians all around, [05:38.00]And his gun in his hand. [05:38.00]Such a wind was blowing that day, [05:38.00]Through the battleground, [05:38.00]I could feel it in my hair, [05:38.00]As I turned towards downtown. [05:38.00]Weaving through the buildings, [05:38.00]Cutting though the streets, [05:38.00]Slicing through the culture, [05:38.00]Piling on the weeks. [05:38.00]Going home, I'm going home. [05:38.00]Going home, I'm going home. [05:38.00]Going home. [05:38.00]Dropping in on you my friend, [05:38.00]Is just like old times, [05:38.00]Said the fool who signed the paper, [05:38.00]To assorted slimes. [05:38.00]It's hard to get blood from a stone [05:38.00]But for you I'll give it a try, [05:38.00]To provide your accomodations, [05:38.00]And leave you satisfied. [05:38.00]You'd think it was easy, [05:38.00]To give your life away, [05:38.00]To not have to live up to, [05:38.00]The promises you made. [05:38.00]Going home, I'm going home. [05:38.00]Going home, I'm going home. [05:38.00]Going home. [05:38.00]Elusively she cut the phone, [05:38.00]Moved from cell to cell, [05:38.00]Really looking remarkable, [05:38.00]And obviously doing well. [05:38.00]She made a turn on a wooden bridge, [05:38.00]Into the battleground, [05:38.00]With a thousand warriors on the ridge, [05:38.00]She tried to turn her radio down. [05:38.00]Battle drums were pounding, [05:38.00]All around her car, [05:38.00]She saw her clothes were changing, [05:38.00]Into sky and stars. [05:38.00]Going home, I'm going home. [05:38.00]Going home, I'm going home. [05:38.00]Going home, I'm going home. [05:38.00]Going home, I'm going home. [05:38.00]Going home...