paroles de chanson Cut My Teeth - Jacob Miller

I shed my skin
I cut my teeth
I crossed the finish line
But couldn't breathe
I looked up, you weren't there
Just an empty seat

I lost my voice
But found the words
I howled out until
A noise was heard
Now I stand with fingers clasped
In the evening air

But when I find, find my place
I been looking for, for countless days
A foreign feeling
A new highway

Breaking vows
Breaking mirrors
Once distorted
Now so clear
But what was lost can still be found
At least that's what I hear

And I didn't mean to hurt you
With the crowd passing by
You know the city street
Can leave you high

But when I find, find my place
I been looking for, for countless days
A foreign feeling
A new highway