Print

So I the left the flowers outside then in the hallway with a note against your door You were not home You were not home You may be on your way to the chautauqua now with your mother calling out the way to go the way you know the way you know Oh, memory that's sweet petals from the trees when your road is hard Songtextewhen your road is hard Oh the forest and the deepest seas of your own world no one else can ever know the way you know the way you know Sorrow happens and you find you can't tell anybody, words don't enter into greater wells the way you know the way you know Hope and memory that's sweet petals from the trees when your road is hard when your road is hard (Jane) You may be on your way to the chautauqua now with your mother calling out the way to go the way you know the way you know the way you know the way you know Aus Songtexte Mania