Oakwood Drive - Constance Amiot

Feel the moon on the left

Take a turn on your right

Twisting road feel the edge

Shifting words on your mind

Pass the yards and the stars

And that look in your eyes

Bring me home

Feel that turn, shift again

Make a move on your side

Drifting plains all around

Make it swirl into light

Bring me hoooome, bring me home, on Oakwood drive

Bring me hoooome, bring me home, on Oakwood drive

And i will drive away, from the old river drive

And i will keep the faith, with you inside

And i will bring you home, bring me home

Bring me hoooome, bring me home, on Oakwood drive