Glide Lycrics
Sometimes I feel it coming,
and there ain't no place to hide
You know there ain't no way to
work it out when it comes from deep inside.
Yer, I confess that the roads been on my mind,
I don't want to cry, I just want to glide.
Now in that time of dying
You're on you're own
Maybe you found somebody,
Maybe you found a home.
Well I confess that the roads been on my mind,
I don't want to cry, I just want to glide.
I'm going out in the sunshine
Well you know that the roads been on my mind
Don't want to push my luck instead of towing the line
Well you can make more money but you can't make time.
I confess that the roads been on my mind,
I don't want to cry, I just want to glide.