Текст песни Hitch A Ride, Boston
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Smoke, like water, runs inside Steel idle trees to pity Every living thing that s died. Chorus :- Gonna hitch a ride, Head for the other side; Leave it all behind, Never change my mind. Gonna sail away, Sunlight s another day; Freedom on my mind, Carry me away for the last time. Ooooh yeah. Life is like the coldest winter. People freeze the tears I cry. Words of hail their minds are into. I ve got to crack this ice and fly. Chorus [Keyboard Solo] [Guitar Solo] Chorus |