Way Home — текст песни (Counting crows)

If you don`t stop lying` on the floor.

You don`t know what your dying` for.

The last thing that you need is imbeciles and indecision.

The discussion nearly ends

She says, I`m leaving` my friend.

And I don`t wanna see you when I`m walking` on my way home

It is always on my way home

Maria quietly talks to me

She says, Adam, what do you see.

The people lying in the ---- hours of imperception

And I believe I --- the ground

She says, Hey, what have you found?

And everything I see is only walking on my way home

[chorus:]

Look at all the silly people out there

Can`t you see?

Oh, all the silly people lying, crying, dying

Believe me and this is what I see

And if you don`t, amuse me

We walk in circles and we walk back between indecision

Between the currents we will swim

And then it`s over my friend

And everything I see is only walking on my way home

Look at all the silly people out there

Can`t you see?

Oh, all the silly people lying, crying, d-d-d-dying

Maria she belongs to me, in between the garden and the sea

I walk in circles and the women walks right here beside me

And if we talk about this town,

I must say, I`ve been feeling down.

And I`ve been sliding all the falls,

I`ve seen currents on my way home.

[Chorus]