Testo:
You say "Life's too fast"
You see the bus at last
You smoke the weed, though it's your last,
You laugh!
"Too cold" you say Another foggy day
Your shirt's tucked in to stop the wind from numbing you again
You say you're gonna leave this place,
Tired of the race, You just want a break
And no one's left around,
Within a week you're bound to find what's real
So you split home to find out the rest of the world's slowed down,
You turn around
Start back home to find that what you left behind was always right
You know it sure feels good to be back home
Why I ever left I still don't know
I missed this place, this stomping ground, my home
Got so that I even miss the cold
You know it sure feels good to be back home
Oh, why I ever left I still don't know
I missed this place, this stomping ground, my home
Got so that I even miss the cold
You see the bus at last
You smoke the weed, though it's your last,
You laugh!
"Too cold" you say Another foggy day
Your shirt's tucked in to stop the wind from numbing you again
You say you're gonna leave this place,
Tired of the race, You just want a break
And no one's left around,
Within a week you're bound to find what's real
So you split home to find out the rest of the world's slowed down,
You turn around
Start back home to find that what you left behind was always right
You know it sure feels good to be back home
Why I ever left I still don't know
I missed this place, this stomping ground, my home
Got so that I even miss the cold
You know it sure feels good to be back home
Oh, why I ever left I still don't know
I missed this place, this stomping ground, my home
Got so that I even miss the cold
