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*** Autor textu: P. Brown *** Autor hudby: M. Žbirka
Suddenly I´m sitting on a plane
Leaving love and you behind again
I´m heading out into the night
And I´m no longer sure it´s right
Suddenly I´m back in the fast lane
Suddenly I´m playing to the crowd
Feeling good althought I´m wondering how
I´m just keeping sadness in
All the places that we´ve been
Suddenly my heart is crying low
Sure there are times
We set the place on fire
But in my mind
It´s me behind the wire
And where we´re done
I feel empty and alone
´Cause you´re the one
That makes me think of home
Suddenly I´m sitting on the bus
Passing by the cities made of rust
,Cause there will be another show
Then another one you know
Trying hard but can´t forget, bout us
Sure there are times
We set the place on fire
But in my mind
It´s me behind the wire
And where we´re done
I feel empty and alone
´Cause you´re the one
That makes me think of home
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