La Carretera
La Guardia
The Road
I lost my way back home
The path takes on a different shape
Maybe it’s best to knock on wood
The road’s not a good friend
Looking at the sky, I’ll keep thinking of you
That music never stops playing
And the tireless wheel keeps the beat
My whole life packed in my bags
I’ll sleep through the whole trip
And as always, I’ll dream you’re here
And now I wake up all alone
And once again, a false home
And once again, a false home
A new horizon opens up to conquer
And a straight line to follow
Maybe it’s best to knock on wood
The road’s not a good friend
Looking at the sky, I’ll keep thinking of you
My whole life packed in my bags
I’ll sleep through the whole trip
And as always, I’ll dream you’re here
Maybe it’s best to knock on wood
The road’s not a good friend
Looking at the sky, I’ll keep thinking of you
My whole life packed in my bags
I’ll sleep through the whole trip
And as always, I’ll dream you’re here
