paroles de chanson Burden of the Road - John Smith

I came to in a hotel room
Fully clothed the lights down low
No idea who I was or where I′d been
It's 4am and I′m way past tired
Me and my guitar are wired
Pretty soon the guilt will come kicking in
I know I've been away too long
But that roof won't hold itself up
I′m no good talking on the phone
When I hear your voice I′m helpless
I'm starting to feel it
I worry I might have sold my soul
For every mile that falls behind me
It′s love that pays the toll
I'm always leaving
Something inside me has to roam
Every goodbye is getting harder
That′s the burden of the road
I'm starting to feel it
I wonder honey what you′re cooking
I think on how the house is looking
What colour did you paint the bedroom walls
Kiss the children for me will you?
Goodnight songs just ain't the same here
Just the sound of strangers in the halls
You know you've been away too long
When you miss the one you fight with
Any though I′m living some fools dream
Honey you know where my heart is
I′m starting to feel it
I worry I might have sold my soul
For every mile that falls behind me
It's love that pays the toll
I′m always leaving
Something inside me has to roam
Every goodbye is getting harder
That's the burden of the road
I′m starting to feel it
I came to in a hotel room
Fully clothed the lights down low
No idea who I was or where I'd been