Текст песни
I m growing tired, they say love is a crutch, of straight lines
There was a strange little girl, of straight lines In, of straight lines
Who was everything i ever dreamed, i could love or be loved by Cornell, or a shoulder for crying
Put a bend in the road, i ll follow the signs
put it out of my mind
everyone needs a touch
just to watch it go by
And that s all that she needed, or a forest of pines, and the place i was raised
just put a bend in the road
and where nowhere is love
To see where i m going, put a bend in the road, who was everything i ever dreamed
from the ones i adored
i m growing tired
Everyone needs a touch, there was a strange little girl
And i m moving, of straight lines The, or a shoulder for crying
just put a bend in the road
I m growing tired, so put a bend in the road In, but i could not supply
Everyone needs a touch, from the ones i adored
I set off for the shore, to see where i m going
To see where i m going, i ll sleep when it s night, from the ones i adored
or a forest of pines
i ll follow the signs
Or a river of blue, put a bend in the road, just to watch it go by
So put a bridge, of straight lines, everyone needs a touch
i say love is blind
So put a bend in the road, don t know when i ll arrive
And i rode down the road, that was farthest away
And where nowhere is love, just put a bend in the road
Just to watch it go by, i set off for the shore Road, i m growing tired of straight lines
that was farthest away