Текст песни Everyday Is A Winding Road, Sheryl Crow

I hitched a ride with a vending machine repair man
He says he s been down this road more than twice
He was high on intellectualism
I ve never been there but the brochure looks nice
Jump in, let s go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low,
These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

He s got a daughter he calls Easter
She was born on a Tuesday night
I m just wondering why I feel so all alone
Why I m a stranger in my own life
Jump in, let s go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

I ve been living in a sea of anarchy
I ve been living on coffee and nicotine
I ve been wondering if all the thing I ve seen
Were ever real, were ever really happening

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

(Sheryl Crow/Jeff Trott/Brian MacLeod)