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• Artiste: Amy Kuney
• Titre: How The Wind Must Feel
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Don't wanna go home, don't wanna go home, Don't wanna go home; no, never From this lonely road, from this lonely road You swore we'd sever, yeah Put my head out the window Watch the world go by us like a slideshow As I adjust the rear-view mirror Pull my hair back and lean over, Rest my weary head on your shoulder The wind is playing with my hair So darling, lock the doors Put your heel to the floor Don't you worry 'bout the time, Just take the wheel This is how the wind must feel Now the night has turned a darker shade You turn; I feel your shoulder blade move And then and then and then and then and then You strain your neck to check both ways You slap the blinker, We're changing lanes again, again Oh, again, again, again Driving all night with the windows down Passing through sleepy ghost towns I could be sleeping in one too Passing street lights on the right hand So immobile where they stand; I'm so glad I'm here with you Darling, lock the doors Put your heel to the floor Drive me places I have never been before Leave it all behind There is more to this life Don't you worry 'bout the time, Just take the wheel This is how the wind must feel, yeah, yeah When we speed I get this rush Like something's chasing after us Like hell itself is on our trail Like a dream when something's chasing after me And I can't run The devil's on our tail, yes the devil's on our tail Darling, lock the doors Put your heel to the floor Drive me places I have never been before Leave it all behind There is more to this life Don't you worry 'bout the time, Just take the wheel This is how the wind must feel