The Road - Christian Kjellvander

For the way the sun hits your legs at the truckstop bound Berlin

For the creeks that we bathed, Austrian days and I’m deep in

And time and time and time again, oh so far from the sands

For the way the sun hits your legs at the truckstop bound Berlin

For the creeks that we bathed, Austrian days and I’m deep in

And time and time and time again, oh so far from the sands

Caught us in the kitchen with the maps in our hands

Many regrets, mountains of «leth» wom out walking for a truth

Miles worth of trials, fistful of denials, it’s crookes, but it’s led me up to

you

And more miles than money, dear, more tears than sweat

Momens of satisfaction are all we ever get

Down and up and down we go and w’ell go that way again

Leaving for another friend, leaving for another end

I love you like a song, could play you all night long

And leave all those rats and snakes alone

Call it some good years, distill and swallow tears, 'cause in the end we’re

All just on our own

So everybody’s talking about who did what with when

Don’t you know it’s just the tide, only here to fool you, friend

You’re smart enough to know, but dumd enough to say

Oh, what will tomorrow bring?

It’s easy living for today

Many regrets, mountains of «leth» wom out walking for a truth

Miles worth of trials, fistful of denials, it’s crookes, but it’s led me up to

you