Letras
Sitting on the front porch
Looking at the shadows
Watching as the day goes by
Hoping that I see the famous constellations
When they come up later tonight
When I was a young boy
Living in the country
Everything was telling me
You'd be one of those kids
Looking for a future
Struggling with your enemies
Ooh, when I think you've won
Then you fall
Back to the start again
Ooh, when I think you've run
You were waiting for a train
The train never arrives
Feeling like a wasted background
Sorry for all
Seventeen years old and craving some distinction
Seemed to be the sign of the times
Doing it the old way
Leaning on your brothers
Hoping everything'll be fine
Songs were like a war cry
If you're a believer
Written on the back of my hand
Comfort of your old pal
Playing wide receiver
Got your back whenever he can
Ooh, when I think you've won
Then you fall
Back to the start again
Ooh, when I think you've run
You were waiting for a train
The train never arrives
Feeling like a wasted background
Sorry for all
Ooh, when I think you've won
Then you fall
Back to the start again
Ooh, when I think you've run
You were standing for a train
The train never arrives
Feeling like a wasted background
Sorry for all
Sitting on the front porch
Looking at the shadows
Watching as the day goes by