Air pollution fills my lungs
Look at who I have become
Lost my shine like the city sun
Miss the blue and miss the waves
Of my seas of childhood days
Since I moved away
I dreamed of my songs on the radio
But I ain’t that yet, still got a way to go
And now I’m missing home
I left the back way call a stereo
Pack up my suitcase and hit the road
All alone
Mama taught me what I know
She said life is hard if truth be told
You don’t always get the things you owed
That’s why I wear silver over gold
Mama taught me what I know
She said life is hard if truth be told
You don’t always get the things you owed
That’s why I wear silver over gold
I swear the ocean’s never cold
When you’re only six years old, oh-oh
My feet in if they feel the stones
Feet go in they feel at home
Now home is just a little boring
I carry it while I do the rain, yeah
I dreamed of my songs on the radio
But I ain’t that yet, still got a way to go
And now I’m missing home
I left the back way call a stereo
Pack up my suitcase and hit the road
All alone
Mama taught me what I know
She said life is hard if truth be told
You don’t always get the things you owed
That’s why I wear silver over gold
Mama taught me what I know
She said life is hard if truth be told
You don’t always get the things you owed
That’s why I wear silver, silver over gold
Silver over gold
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