Letras:
Traffic Far From Home

Through the night I'm racing far from home I've always tried to do my best, I never cheated anyone Not like the place where they once turned the wine into water Running from

(Winwood/Capaldi) I don't know how long I can take it There's times when I don't think I can make it through, baby Don't know what you and me are gonna

wild birds call Oh, hold on, love, 'cause I'll never let you fall Here comes a man who'll give you all the love he can Far from the rain where you'll

Hear her laughter and she's gone There's always one more mountain to climb But we are all lost, travelers in time, a long way from home You always fear

(Winwood/Capaldi/Spillane) What are we doing to this holy ground, this land that God gave to us all 'Cause everywhere I hear that crashing sound that

(Winwood/Capaldi) Sometimes your life can be sidetracked, getting lost in things you don't need But we all lose direction in a world of greed Some people

right here) Stuck right here in the middle of this... Traffic Jam I haven't moved one inch from this here spot Traffic Jam The freeway's one big parking lot Traffic

, UGK Diamonds & Wood Hold up, yea roll up That's tight, that's right You do this right, you might have the time of ya life Dom Kennedy: Comin from the

the holidays, you can't beat home, sweet home I met a man who lived in Tennessee And he was headin' for Pennsylvania And some home made pumpkin pie From