Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
Youngblood Hawke
The world is feeling warmer
The path rolling to your door is a jungle
I'll be back because I never left
Down the dirty sidewalks stream
Dressed in their finest dreams
All the gold and revelry
Like the ghosts of New Orleans
Pupils bigger than the canyons in the sea
Darling, what would you do if you were me?
If you were me, twisted in the vines
Hoping that you will see
I'm feeling rootless in my wandering mind
Time is moving, it's moving
I see you creep into the room like smoke
Under my door, I can feel you in my throat
You ain't no good but you're good enough
I'll give you all my time but not my love
Cause I'm trying to bring it home
And you're standing in my way
Bandits with red handkerchiefs
Covering their face
It takes a whole lot to shake
Don't get caught up in the time spent
You're walking round in circles
Asking where the time went
I'm feeling rootless in my wandering mind
Time is moving, it's moving while I'm feeling rootless
Without you I am rootless, I am moving
I'm feeling rootless, so I keep on moving on
Feeling rootless, so I keep on moving on
Feeling rootless, so I keep on moving on
Feeling rootless, so I keep on moving on
I'm feeling rootless in my wandering mind
Time is moving, it's moving while I'm feeling rootless
Without you I am rootless, I am moving