roads lead to you (I'm coming home) All roads lead to you (Never goin' away again) All roads lead to you (Ah, ha, yeah) All roads lead to you All roads
If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, we can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then please just
(T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then please
Übersetzung: Chicago. All Roads Lead To You.
Übersetzung: Chicago. The Road.
: (T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then
(T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then
of town in Cold irons bound There's too many people, too many to recall I thought some of 'm were friends of mine; I was wrong about 'm all Well, the road
: Hello Miss World and all your beautiful girls New York to Chicago London to Toronto I think about ya every night The time we had felt so right 'Cause
same. There was rain in our window, The FM set was ragged But she could talk, yeah, We learned to speak And one year has gone by Such a long long road
: (Richard Holler) I am a backseat driver from America They drive to the left on Falls Road And the man at the wheels name is Shamus We pass a the child
: (Nanci Griffith) I am a backseat driver from America We drive to the left on Falls Road And the man at the wheel's name is Seamus We pass a child
To be hungry in L.A. Is just like starving in Bombay. Homeless in Moracco, Is a shelter in Chicago. Right around the corner, Just down the road. Right
then I setteled down inside He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand And I said, "Listen! I've traveled every road in this here land!"
good bitch I ain't no Kennedy But I'm hood rich So I say my way to thank you to the ghetto And everybody else, thank you very little I took the road less
rates Mistakes these bullshit lessons her preachers stressing' But never once questioned how many blessings he paid for his new Lexus Profession, heaven's a million miles from Chicago
: I feel alive before a show I'm only happy with a road that leads across to San Francisco See through ice on the back window Moonlight reflecting off
life! I just wanna liv tonight! I just wanna liv tonight away! I just wanna liv tonight! I just wanna live my life! New York, L.A., Chicago, V.A., Saint
